Great Bear, oh wise and wonderful protector, giver of strength and a stout heart. I pray first, as always, to you for your protection and strength and for those who of my tribe survived. I hold faith. Faith that I will be among them again… So that I might kill the honorless ones that sold me into slavery. Great Bear, this I still pray. Unceasingly. Every. Single. Day. I keep my sword sharpened to the task.
Today I met a great warrior. He is the whitest man I’ve ever laid eyes on. Great Bear! He is MIGHTY! He travels with a tiny little fluttery thing called a pixie fairy and whose name is Dumbarton. Dumbarton, for his small size, can talk a blue streak. I have never encountered two quite like them. At first they were very confused. As time went on, and a lot of food was consumed. Great Father! and I thought Fenkeh could pack it away! The white man says his name is Kaaaylaan. He says it slowly so that I will understand. I am not an idiot.
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