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Sunday, April 13

Cut Throat's Gold - Part 5: Tribal Huts

They all stood around the remnants of a tower. Though segregated from the ss’ressen, it provided a suitable resting place for Sebastian to finally meditate. The others took time to clean themselves by the river and replenish their supplies with what foodstuffs they deemed edible by non-ss’ressen.

“Did you notice?” Bijoux whispered to Ilmarė.

“Yes,” replied the elorii. “They all have sores on their bodies. Disgusting creatures.”

The ss’ressen of Cal’s village all had strange, black buboes somewhere on their hides.

Bijoux’s ears flattened. “I think they are hurt. In a way I cannot heal them.”

“That may be,” said Ilmarė. “That’s what they get for rolling around in the muck and grime all day.” [MORE]

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