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Short Journey With the Kamajeen

When I thought of the Kathani, the residents of the Khanate, I thought of large cities by the river, or small ones by a lake. I thought of dances, and singing, and banquets of strange foods.

Big surprise, the Kamajeen don't do that, especially not for prisoners.

In retrospect, it makes sense. As a nomadic people, they have fewer resources, spending more of their time surviving and less of it just relaxing.

Hm? Oh, yes. They didn't have a chain or noose on me, but I would find that I was regarded as a prisoner nonetheless. The Kamajeen don't bother with such things; why would they, when leaving the tribe was certain death?

Lucky me, that they hadn't adapted to the comparative luxury of our broken lands.

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