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[Aya] Aya slowly wakes up and looks at Jack with a tired smile. "hmmm? what I miss" in a sleepy tone
[Wild life] The penny rats look at the group a little longer before leaving with their food once again people could swear they poped the bird at the group as they left.
[Translated (and flowery language removed) for your convenience]
A horse shoe shaped council table, sitting fifteen on the outer edge, has gathered to ascertain the nature of this new discovery. The leader of the alien group (his wound has been treated) stands in the center, and well below the table's level.
"Where is the human now?" Asks one of the council.
"It is in one of the isolation rooms. It has shown a surprising ability to learn our language, but it has difficulty presenting the correct honorific tones in its words. One of my troops is with it now, teaching."
Two members of the council could not contain their fury. "You would teach a human our language? Those are the actions of a hieratic!" and the other: "Unforgivable! We must put a stop to it!"
The council leader held up a hand for silence. "Why have you done this War-Master?"
"Because of the other being with the human. It had a set of blades that were similar to he holy blades of the masters. If we teach the human our language, he can answer our questions."
One of the unhappy council members interrupted. "You did reclaim the Master's blades, yes?"
"No elder. I did not. They were bound to his will, when I slew him, the blades died. They appeared to be part of him."
This stet the entire council muttering to one another. Once again the leader held up his hand for silence. "We will allow this... distasteful teaching, but you will do it. And at the same time, you will learn this human's language. You are shamed. I strip you of your rank and title. Leave, you are unfit to be in our presence."
The ex-leader bowed his head and removed his armored helm. His entire life's work had just been stripped from him, and now he was shamed... All for one choice. He placed the helm gently on the ground. "I live only to serve the Masters." He stood and left.
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