QolavraH
Combatant
Without honor, there is nothing.
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Q'olavraH waited for K'rahl and his party to leave the room. She had remained quietly in the space she had chosen. When K'trol had run she had drawn her Daqtagh, for the same reason K'Hare had, to protect the innocent from those who wanted nothing but escape. Now it was sheathed again, as if it had never been drawn. She did not know what to think. K'trol had admitted guilt, and K'brd'lck being here and doing what he had done more or less absolved K'rahl. Q'ol had much to think about, but not now. She slipped toward the door, nodding once to K'Hare as she left. Later they would drink and she would talk this through with him. She did not know what she thought, or what she would do now.
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