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My snippet this week is from Sorrel in Scarlet. My eponymous pilot heroine has been captured by graalur (orcs, effectively), who are occupying a farmhouse.
We were going into the kitchen, and I was hungry again. If they were going to give me breakfast it might be worth being captured. I glanced around at the graalur with the sword at my back and said "Breakfast?" in a querying tone of voice, this time in lloruk. Of course, most likely they couldn't speak lloruk. My old school reckoned that knowing the lloruk tongue was a sign of erudition and good breeding.
These were evidently erudite, well-bred graalur. The one with my sword replied harshly in clear, recognisable lloruk "Not for you. Walk!"
All right, so they were evil, erudite, well-bred graalur.
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