What have we here?

Before you raiders arrived, I lived in peace. The only disturbance was the occasional traveler wanting his fortune told. I could wander Ishalgen as I pleased.

Now, because of you curs, I live this hermit life. If I leave this shack, my things disappear!

Just last week someone stole a silver necklace from my cupboard. I can't leave my own home without losing the rest of my meager possessions.

Other than you and your raider friends, who else would steal from my home? Ribbits? Daru?

The stench of your ignorance is overpowering. Get downwind from me, before I make you regret coming to pester me!

You became a Daeva after all! Yet you return to mingle with these raiders?

Apparently Daevas understand things that I cannot. I will submit to your higher wisdom, Daeva.

But I suspect you're here because you miss your own Humanity. You may live through eternity, but knowing what it is to be alive--alive in the ordinary sense--will give you fuel to fight.