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1a.
Maeye: This is definitely the right way. My camp should be just through there.
1b.
Arayanna: Maeye, please wait a moment. I must tell you something.
1c.
Arayanna: I am sensing a great deal of death just ahead of us. I think you need to prepare yourself for the worst.
Maeye: I know. I... I feel it too.

3b.
Maeye: Oh, Uncle. This is no way for a Festiv to die.
Arayanna: Come, Maeye. There are tools here...
Arayanna: We can at least protect them from weather and beast.

5a.
Maeye: Fair Epsca, I give you the souls of four of your Festivs. May they sing and dance with you amongst the start.
Arayanna: Maeye, this is the second time you have said Festiv. May I ask you what that means?
Maeye: Festivs? That's what my people are. We are like traveling performers. We move from city to city, town to town celebrating life with all the people of Prentil.
Arayanna: You travel the whole of Prentil in such a small band?
Maeye: Oh no. The Festivs are 300 strong. Singers and dancers, jesters and musicians, provisioners and followers.
Maeye: Cousin Pretah had lost some of her sheep. Uncle and I and some others stayed behind to help her recover them.
Maeye: Silly Pretah. She is always losing...
5b.
Maeye: Pretah! Where is Pretah!!