"May you remind me why we're going to wage war against the Emberfury tribe?" You asked the warrior girl, with whom you were marching with.
"It's over who gets more slaves, the Emberfuries have been stealing ours so we have to tech them a lesson." she says in a stern and monotone voice.
"Is that it? That's why the elders are sending 40 strong women to war. More slaves? I mean don't get me wrong i like having my feet worshiped just as much as the next girl but i'm not sure it's worth to risk my life for more." you answer.
"They started this war you know? They think they're entitled to the largest amount of tiny women, but since their lands have so very few of them they constantly have to steal ours. This war isn't about slaves, well not entirely, it's about sending a message. And the message is that we wont just sit around and be humiliated like this. That's why we're marching towards an Emberfury village, so we can destroy it and take the spoils." she said.
"Well i guess it kinda makes sense now. The name's Emily by the way" you say.
"I'm Harley" the woman said.
As you and the other women continued to march the lush jungle was replaced by a dry savanna, a clear sign that you were entering in Emberfury territory. You readied your spear as the leader of the attack group ordered you to be prepared for a potential ambush. In the end you...
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