"That must've been harsh for ya. I can admit I've had to take several lives myself. Even though I didn't want to."
Ayatah responded with a snort - not of derision, but general humour. Life in Taloba was hard, true, but what other option did her people have? Having been born and raised in the jungle, it was second nature for her to hunt every day, and to march with alongside her comrades when patrolling with the army. It was hard, yes. But it was life.
”I… am used to it.” She said carefully, slowly. The next part of her sentence was said even more so; she did not want to come across as too barbaric. ”But in Taloba, we… only kill because we want to. We do not regret spilling the blood of an enemy or prey.”
Myrians did not kill other Myrians - the Goddess-Queen had sought to that many years ago. But they killed just about every other creature that moved within their jungle, because it was either food or foe. The dreaded Dhani, especially. No Myrian parleyed with the snake-people, and if someone did, they would surely be exiled from their clan and home. Humans… Ayatah considered this. Yes, she had heard that sometimes, human tradesmen were allowed to leave the jungle alive, and of course Kelvics were always useful. But nobody else.
"Maybe I want that kind of innocence after the things I have witnessed,"
Children here are not hardy in the slightest, Ayatah thought as she rolled her eyes. She was not a maternal person - so when the young girl spoke so timidly, the half-Myrian dismissed the words before truly appreciating them. Having had a younger brother and sister, Ayatah was used to children… But not the sort that whispered or pouted. No, she was use to children who wielding wooden weapons and practiced killing their enemies.
Plus, what could this girl have seen in the ‘civilised’ world…?
Ayatah responded with a snort - not of derision, but general humour. Life in Taloba was hard, true, but what other option did her people have? Having been born and raised in the jungle, it was second nature for her to hunt every day, and to march with alongside her comrades when patrolling with the army. It was hard, yes. But it was life.
”I… am used to it.” She said carefully, slowly. The next part of her sentence was said even more so; she did not want to come across as too barbaric. ”But in Taloba, we… only kill because we want to. We do not regret spilling the blood of an enemy or prey.”
Myrians did not kill other Myrians - the Goddess-Queen had sought to that many years ago. But they killed just about every other creature that moved within their jungle, because it was either food or foe. The dreaded Dhani, especially. No Myrian parleyed with the snake-people, and if someone did, they would surely be exiled from their clan and home. Humans… Ayatah considered this. Yes, she had heard that sometimes, human tradesmen were allowed to leave the jungle alive, and of course Kelvics were always useful. But nobody else.
"Maybe I want that kind of innocence after the things I have witnessed,"
Children here are not hardy in the slightest, Ayatah thought as she rolled her eyes. She was not a maternal person - so when the young girl spoke so timidly, the half-Myrian dismissed the words before truly appreciating them. Having had a younger brother and sister, Ayatah was used to children… But not the sort that whispered or pouted. No, she was use to children who wielding wooden weapons and practiced killing their enemies.
Plus, what could this girl have seen in the ‘civilised’ world…?
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