Rarak Sept

The older man held Islana's gaze as she spoke to him.
For several heartbeats the silence between the two streched on, with only the murmurs of the gathering crowd cut through the silent exchange.

"Begging is for dogs." He spat the words out. "I will not make your next decision easier for you she-devil. I will not cast accusations or deny anyone's involvement. Our fate is in your hands." Something in his tone made her unsure if he was refering only to the group accused of trying to kill her or the Ozainae.

He looked up at the sky. "I will take my chances with MY gods judgement in the afterlife if I am to die today." He spat in the sand in her direction.

The crowd watched the exchange waiting for judgment...

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