"More or less. Claims they sent some of the others to Seheron," And fear of that might do for a reason, save that it's been years and she was always a fucking terror in battle. "That she's city-bound, overseeing a local team."

A shrug. He hasn't caught it yet, that reverse — though if pressed, his first instinct would be for slaves. Of course it is, he was raised on tales of Northern excess. Offered indenture for the Rebellion. So, slaves. Shove them at a rift, and the ones who survive get fed a little better.

But slaves already run. And Riftwatch is known. Perhaps not,

(There's more than one way to tether a man. Families also have arms.)

"I don't know that she can offer us enough to risk it, and I don't know what would make her jump now. She favoured... extremes."