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IPOLA: He is a powerful enchanter - yes, we need him, too. And we need you.
ZONN: What about my tribe, Ipola?
IPOLA: Any warriors - every one of your warriors willing to fight. I need them.
ZONN: I … How do we get them there? It’s fifteen hundred miles. They can’t all ride aburori.
IPOLA: Almost no one can. This was a one-time favor from a good friend.
ZONN: So how?
IPOLA: I can find a way. We can find a way. I just need to know if you will come. If I call, will you come?
ZONN: For you, Ipola … if it was just me … I can’t speak for everyone.
IPOLA: Of course. So please hold a council, get an answer. I have to leave in three days.
ZONN: We’ll have the gathering tomorrow.
IPOLA: Ah. All right, thank you.
ZONN: At that time I’ll ask them if they want to pledge fealty - or not.
ZONN: We have something here of our own, Ipola. The young folk have never known Erogenia - or you. And it’s a long way away. Also - a lot of my warriors have never known real war. I do my best to train them, but … well, that thing you were talking about earlier? About finding a new way? We might have stumbled on it, accidentally. We live in peace with the Nassim. And we … we tend not to get into stupid fights like we did when I was young at home. We solve our problems most of the time without bashing each other. Our enemies are monsters and animals and the heat and sandstorms. It’s a harsh life, but ...