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Later, as Methodian goes over the reports, he can make some inferences. Hard riding, hard fighting men and women with excellent stamina, though their sojourn over the eastern passage was not kind to their supplies. Must be why their treat the land like a swarm of locusts.
Wasponi, by the marks on their armor and the tell-tale sign heraldry on their spears.
Deep Uthani plains, the Wasponi peoples. There's supposed to be as many of them as there are blades of grass, swarming, churning, riding, fighting, living, loving, an entire mass of humanity that strings out across the north-eastern plains forever and ever and ever. The Uthani closer to the Pytherii political spheres are more tractable. Long exposure to trade and negotiated relations lends a semblance of understanding to the affairs. Brave, reliable, kind people, and terrifying in a fight. Of the further Uthan banners, less is known. There was never much need. The Lepidoptera are meant to be shy and self abnegating, the Wasponi proud and clannish.
Well, there may be plenty of time to study them in the days ahead. They seem to be moving west, after all.
There is supposed to be some theological-sociological dispute between the Uthani Grasscloaks, long supports of the Legion and premier complements to the auxillaries, the garrisons, the front-lines, loyal to a man, and the Reedcloaks, which are, as much as any Grasscloak ever talks about them, barely cognizant cretins with no concept of higher orders and neither love, pity or humanity in their selfish souls.
It's all a little conspecific, to anyone not bound up in six centuries of plains living. Perhaps the Reedcloaks are taking on mercenary bids from the Empyreal Theurgists in the east now, assured that doing so will raise their standing and finally settle whichever argument they have with the Grasscloaks once and for all?