Reoakee
woot~ Thanks ;3

This information was new, and something that bore thinking about. But, Myrsky thought to himself, it's not the full story.
"You have my sympathy." He said softly to Ta'ruk. He could understand the pain of losing a loved one

He gave a brief nod to the girl; "Thanks." Was his abrupt reply. "And no. I'll be on my way. Come Dawn, we've got some distance to put behind us today." He turned on his heel and left the two of them behind. So the Oban's had once had slaves... which was a bit unsavory to Mrysky. He believed that each person should do their own tasks and work with their own hands. Slavery was the ultimate laziness.