"Is that it?" Cali asked impatiently. they had been scouring the ashlands for days looking for the Urshilaku.
"Possibly." Ahnaressu answered, squinting his eyes to try to tell whether or not those tiny dots on the horizon were yurts. "I can't tell until we get closer."
They kept walking, but Ahnaressu stopped to pick up a tiring Relgar.
In a matter of minutes, Ahnaressu was sure that this was indeed his tribe. He took a deep breath and continued walking. Would his tribe accept him anymore after leaving for so long? He would find his answer soon enough, he decided.
An ashlander ran out from behind a rock and stood ahead of them, obviously one of the perimeter guard. His hand was resting easily on the hilt of a chitin blade.
"You are not allowed here. you are no friend of the Urshilaku." the elderly dunmer said with authority.
"You are wrong, Yassour." Ahnaressu said with a smile, recognizing the kindly but stern old mer. "I am of this tribe."
The dunmer was astonished that this young stranger knew his name, but didn't show it. Who did he think he was?
"What is your name?"
"Ahnaressu Sul-Khar." he answered.
Yassour squinted, trying to find similarities between this mer and the one he knew six years ago. "Hmmm, yes." he said, "Son of Zaldin."
Ahnaressu smiled. "So is he." he said, nodding his head towards the sleeping Relgar he was carrying.
"We thought the baby was dead in the raid. I'm glad he wasn't." Yassour said solemnly, remembering that fateful day. "Oh, where are my manners? Who is this young lady?"
"I am Cali, nice to meet you." she said with a slight curtsy.
"Well, Cali, Ahnaressu; come sit in my yurt for awhile while I speak to the ashkhan of your return."
"Thank you." Ahnaressu said while Yassour led them to his yurt.
They all sat down by the fire while Yassour went to inform Sul-Matuul.
"Nice place." Cali remarked, trying to start some conversation.
"Yeah - not exactly the welcome I was expecting though." Ahnaressu said sadly. "When we walked through the camp, nobody even recognized me."
"It's been a few years..." Cali said, trying to reason with him.
Ahnaressu was about to answer, but Yassour came back in. "Sul-Matuul wishes to speak with you." he said flatly.
--- It seems I neglected this story since I started writing parodies...well here you go.
enjoy.
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"Its when murder is justice that martyrs are made"
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