United States or Suriname ? Vote for the TOP Country of the Week !
They were obviously slave masters and equals. "Killed a rosmaro today, second time in ten days," Ch'aka said. "You got a good piece coast. Plenty rosmaroj. Where the two slaves you owe me?" "I owe you two slaves?" "You owe me two slaves, don't play like stupid. I got the iron arrows for you from the D'zertanoj, one slave you paid with died. You still owe other one." "I got two slaves for you.
Enough driftwood was found to make a sizable fire, and when Jason returned with his contribution the rosmaro had been hacked into large chunks. Ch'aka kicked his slaves away from the heap of wood and produced a small device from another of his sacks. Interested, Jason pushed as close as he dared, into the front rank of the watching circle.
A large, furred amphibian lay at the water's edge, the fletched end of the crossbow bolt projecting from its thick neck and a thin stream of blood running down to mix with the surging waves. "Meat! Meat today!" "Ch'aka kills the rosmaro! Ch'aka is wonderful!" "Hail, Ch'aka, great provider," Jason shouted to get into the swing of things. "When do we eat?"
Word Of The Day