Tsadi polished his spear in his quarters. Sitting on a stool as you hesitantly knocked on the thick stone door.

“ You may enter. “

He spoke. Looking at you as you walked inside, bowing his head as he stood up to his full height. You were his very best- anything you needed, he’d try and provide.

“ Your.. here. “

He whispered, going to your level.

“ How may I help you? “