Belt decoration
The leader of the caravan walked with slow steps towards the fat man. The warrior giants just turned their heads to him. And the caravaneer was already cold with fear. He did not know what language to speak with them and therefore spoke first in the language of the Jia people, then in the southern continent. But they just looked at him inquiringly and that was all. Suddenly a fat man, he was the first to speak to him, in the dialect of the influence of the steppe empire. From what, who had seen every caravan man fell silent, he was shocked by this.
"Well, dear, why are we silent?"
"Have you ever heard the beautiful language of the steppes"?
"Are you a merchant"?
"And you don't know how to speak this language"?
Here, Dara, thought better of it, "oh, this is a different world, here they probably do not know the language of the nomads? I have ancestors both nomads and Persians, can I try in Farsi?"
"Maybe in the language of the great northern empire"? But the merchant clearly did not know the other two languages. Dara, regretted that he did not create a translator from different languages, his big omission.
"Well, nothing, I'll return to the mountain gorge and think about creating it, if we don't think about it ourselves, we'll buy the technology from Obaki for a bribe"!
Meanwhile, on the southern continent, the imperial palace disappeared an hour later. He evaporated along with all the nobility, nobles, the emperor and his guards. It was and is not! A loud voice rang out in the air: "So it will be with everyone who interrupts the meal, Dara" !!! Who was Dara? Nobody on the southern continent knew? But, apparently, the emperor crossed the road to the wrong person. This Dara was apparently an eccentric, vengeful, evil, complete maniac! It is quite obvious that this person, if it can be called that, should not be contacted at all!
On the site of the imperial palace, there was a large funnel with melted edges covered with glass. At night, the place of the imperial palace glowed blue for a year and a big fist floated with an overhang - "do not anger Dara's!"
Who from the emperor's retinue was outside the city, all disappeared without ice, only the melted places in the glass indicated the reason for their absence. 5 giant warriors would not be surprised at such behavior.
Their master was a tyrant and a maniac. Although at first he looked like a complacent plump, pacifist. But in fact, Dara did not like problems, the one who came to him with aggression disappeared!
On the other hand, if a person or monster sincerely asked for forgiveness, then the food was given a second chance. But not everyone had time to ask him. And Dara did not listen to who attacked him first, he first used the forces of a hippopotamus, and then he looked at the reason that caused the attack. He had spy drones on all three continents. Total power, with the right of destruction, the spirits left to monitor control over these continents could not intervene.
Their powers were banned and their vision of the world was clouded. Therefore, there was nothing they could do. Therefore, Dara dealt with the other world at his own discretion. The servants from the emperor's palace were moved outside the castle walls.
Another thing is that they were left without work, but life itself is sweet and a job can be found again. The merchant came to his senses, began to ask questions inappropriate from the point of view of the Dara's:
"Who you are"?
"Why do you know our language"?
"What happened here?"
"Where are you from"?
"Where are you going"?
"What is your profession"?
"Won't you sell this ridiculous creature at your feet?"
"Won't you sell your guards"?
Apparently, the conversation in the native language confused the mind of the seemingly reasonable head of the caravan.
- "Hey man, shut up, if you talk nonsense, your head will adorn my pet's belt!"
Sobering words for an inhabitant of the great steppes. The words of the khan and the heads on the peaks near the main city gates immediately come to mind. Merchants who tried to deceive traders, traders selling rotten goods at a quality price, embezzlers of the nobles, traitors and conspirators from the outskirts of the khanate.
A very effective measure to come to your senses and discard unnecessary words!
The caravaneer was sobered by the key word, he realized that the fat man not only knows his native language, but his fellow countryman himself!
A resident of the khanate often stalked with this expression, for a misdeed, for bad news, they cut off their heads and put them on a pole. But after the close cultural influence of the Jia Empire, the guilty were simply sent a black silk belt and a bowl of poisoned wine. The world was becoming a little more civilized and more terrible.
Dara, however, asked the simplest question that best defined the status of a caravan operator:
- What kind are you? What is the family coat of arms? What is the clan's battle cry?
The head of the caravan, now he was sure for sure, there was a fellow countryman in front of him! Moreover, endowed with power and strength! You need to get to know him, make him your friend, in order to surely return home and find the right medicine for Grandfather! Such an unusual power! Don't make him angry !!!
"I was rude, forgive my stupidity and rudeness"!
"I just couldn't contain my shock when I met someone so strong in this strange place!"
"O glorious lion"!
- Oh, I recognize, flattering speech, fellow tribesman, there can be no doubt in your speech that you are my fellow countryman !!!
- Lies, flattery, in front of the strong and an imperious tone in front of the weak!
"Forgive my rudeness, execute me but do not touch my people!"
- Do you really want your head to be separated from your body? The fat man asked, surprised.
"NO"!
"I am of the clan of nine! Battle cry - Good black rich man! Family coat of arms - the inverted head of the Big Bull"!
- You are lucky, very lucky!
- I didn't like your boorish speech at first!
- Then flattering, that the nomads sickened!
- But since you are of the same family as my Grandmother, I will forgive you. You are the youngest clan of my Grandmother, she is from the eldest clan of the Nine. But they come from the Middle Tribe.
- Live, flatterer, go your own way!
The merchant, the caravan operator shook that he had missed the chance to meet such a person, he did not want to talk to him !!!
"Forgive me, but I can't just walk away!"
"Accept, my apologies"!
"Accept from me a gift of apology!"
Without giving Dar to say a word, the caravan man turned and ran at a trot to the caravan, after a moment he stood in front of Dara and held out a large bundle to him. Dara, pursed his lips, was displeased. He was torn from the meal ...
The caravaneer hastily unrolled the bundle, there were fresh, large red pomegranates, apples, a baked ram leg with spices, flatbreads, and three kumis botles!
- Not a bad gift, however, little boor, you're forgiven!
- Say what you want?
The secret to changing attitudes was simple, Dara was a gourmet, loved to eat delicious food. Yet the crystal substitute food was not so tasty.
He replenished only life energy, but he could not feel the taste of food, smell, feel the texture of food!
"Dear Kinsman, I need protection along the way for my people and goods!"
He confessed honestly. Putting people higher than medicine for grandfather! Dara, appreciated his act. Since the fat man, he already knew everything about everyone in this caravan.
- You will get what you expect!