Look, Lysander was stationed in Cohatlan for two years and doesn’t speak a word of Cohatlani, you’re doing fine friend.
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voice: (off camera) Pleece! Pleece!
(two people, one Cohatlani, one Kodar with scars on neck, approach)
Man: Pleece, you are just arrive? From outside?
Lysander: Yes. Barely. But we’ve lost–
(elf staring strangely at Lysander)
Man: So sorry, but my Common… it’s no good. You are Romans, yes?
Lysander: I am, yes. The rest–
(Elf digs in pouch)
Chipahua: Pleece. I am Chipahua, he is Cadamael. We are in charge of new refugee. You follow–
(Cadamael hands Chipahua a silver coin, who looks at it with astonishment)