Mahir jumped from Rahir's shoulders playfully as soon as they entered the house. Mikel rubbed his eyes, he didn't believe what was in front of him. Rahir's life had been quite different from what they had expected from him. The violent, hot-tempered man managed to seduce somehow the lady he fought with. She welcomed the group, and as she turned to salute them, they all had a view of her round belly.
For five years, Rahir had a family. He sat at the dining table and slammed his fist on the wood, "So! Have you deserted? Are you joining the cause?"
Mikel sat with round opened eyes, "The cause?"
"Yes! The Razgons are running away from the East due to the increase in the heat. They tried to shelter in Akshren, but the government didn't tolerate them. This is how it all started."
"The confederacy of Rekh city-states refused shelter to the refugees. But why?" Gabron said with shock.