I am Canowicakte Akule, The Son of Yiska Akule & Meda Akule, I am of my mother’s Tribe Weirwrath. A bonfire burns before the ancient grave of a forgotten champion; a funeral pyre for the weirwraith time of weakness.
I do not grasp all the caves secrets, but its purpose is clear. The ancient borrow was create for a hero of a great war against giant men. I am in awe that freefolk would pay such a respect to a warrior; more so for a man who is not of the freefolk. What victories could he possibly have had to gain such respect?
The recent events moved me so that Red Sharthe and I built a bonfire were both wraith and crow could feast and celebrate before the champion’s borrow. I spoke the tale of our time near the wall, though I left out the tale of the barrow. A grand tale no the less! Hanovi performed a dance that captivated all who beheld it, The leader Morgan shows Attika the deference he is owed , and it is likely that the… former kneeler will have all of crows possession stack high in her tent before Beltebil has the chance to claim the scrapes from a single trade.
Not all have earned their respect, but we hold sway over the kneelers. They will be useful tools to the weirwraith.