Shanzee saunters up to Hroth, a clay cup in her hand. She’s created a long tail of feathers that trials from the bottom of the cup. She is in a beautiful gown of blue silk.
“I don’t wear dresses often big man, you’d better dance with me while it lasts..besides, half this town has taken bets on which one of you outlanders will be the first to dance, I’ve got all my money on you, none of them will see it coming, I’ll get paid six to one, and all the money goes to rebuild my home village so, come on, I’ll show you the steps. It’s not any more complicated than one of those fighting routine’s you practice all the time!”
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