Tolr'ax wrote:Shoshana: Jory nods, "I guess you're right." he sighs. "My home is in shambles now..." He looks to his horses. "These are all we have now. We will have to sell them to pay for a new home. It is funny how life can force you to be uprooted. Ms. Shoshana, you and the others are sent from the Gods to help us." He smiles. "My grandmother will not live much longer, a year at most." He pauses for a moment. "I just want her to die peacefully."
Shoshana merely nods. "Malcolm, in his wisdom, puts us where we are needed. Get some sleep."