10/14/2025, 1:30 AM
All the words she spoke were jumbled in Yaalk'ali mind and there was a 'hmmm' on his lips as he drew a path around her, his yellow eyes examining as he pieced together what she had said. 'Came when feast, not welcome, forgotten'. Yaalk'ali knew enough common to get him by, at least but would at times pretend he did not understand if it suit him to do so.
Stopping in front of her once more, he jut his nose westward. Beyond this coastal forest.
Stopping in front of her once more, he jut his nose westward. Beyond this coastal forest.
Welcomed with us, then. Saatsine always feast.
"speaking common" - "speaking lanzadoii"
