Rthan brought me food, meat and tubers wrapped in a leaf, mainly as pretext to crouch next to me and inquire in a low-pitched voice, “Have you any name to trade me yet, Gremo?” “Yes,” I said. “I learned that the Yellow Bear warriors keep the names of the warriors who took part in the New Moon Raid secret, but not as secret as they should. They are too proud of their slaughter. More than a hundred kills, when only seven of them undertook the raid.” “Only seven men? Impossible. The damage was too great, and in the heart of Blue Waters.” “They used sleeping magic to lull the guards and ensure the women and children would stay in their huts. Then they tied wooden stakes across the doors of every hut, to ensure no one could escape. Last, they set all the roofs on fire. They stayed nearby to slay by arrow any who ran screaming from the houses.” I wondered how Rthan must feel to hear this, but I could not tell from his face. Only the heat radiating off of him, an aura as hot as steam, indicated the fury he controlled so carefully.
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