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News of your minor victory spur a great deal of praise from when you get back to the compound- not that you did much. Brun is given most of the praise- but deflects all of it to him, his fellows, and even yourself. Technically still his captive, more then anything.
That night, a small ceremony is announced. One of the elders wants to play a song. He begins on the Cajamat, a real ugly screechy thing with two strings. Many of the blondes sit around, with Brun and yourself invited, as the elder plays a very, very old song.
>Talk to Brun
>Listen closely to the song
>Excuse yourself
