It was never done with truly malicious intent. Always, it was in defense, just to make it all stop. All I wanted for myself and my people was to be left alone. But the world always saw fit to stamp us out instead.

[His enemies had succeeded far too well in their goal. Ushahin was the last of his kind, the one remaining survivor of those who had been loyal to his god Satoris. The trauma of that experience would never fade. A full year almost he had been here and still the wounds were raw.]