Dayraven shook his head. “I don’t understand.” The thick wrinkles framing Gnorn’s mournful eyes deepened as he smiled gently. “We wish to end things with dignity.” In response to Dayraven’s stare, Gnorn continued. “There aren’t enough women-folk among us, and none are eligible for Hlokk or me according to our customs. We can have no children, and we’ve nothing to live for. Rather than linger feebly with our ignoble lives in Etinstone, we wish to die with honor, in battle. Among our people, it’s the noblest way to part from this world. Then we can join our ancestors, since there aren’t enough
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