Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26288702-20180310221203/@comment-28358106-20180502020403

"It has no words in the wide speech," Tirush says, scraping her foot against a fallen headstone. "It means, 'greater than my friend, less than my brother.'  It is family that is not of blood.  Though now, if he is truly fallen to the place where there is no Fire, he is Iejir no more.  And I will tell my husband this, indeed." She adds the last part in a bit of spite, alluding to his earlier statements.

She turns to Jorge, noting his shiftless movement. "Be of heart, ken'dhov.  We are in a dark place, but we have the Fire yet.  Here, lend me your steel." She extends a clawed hand.