After an ambush left you kidnapped, you spent 6 days with Regalla’s Rebels. Harsh hands grabbed fistfuls of your blood soaked hair, while others jammed the blunt ends of their spears into your jaw or side. They wanted information, but you wouldn’t budge.

Tekotteh said to leave you, but a small squad went in to get you. When you woke up again, you were in Kotallo’s hut, covered in bandages. He pushes the cloth door away and steps in. “Sorry,” he whispers, hoping he didn’t startle you or intrude.