|Location||Hjara Station, Voeld|
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Translated from Shelesh:
I don't know what to do, Knoeth. The outsiders are killing yevara. We don't have the means to stop them. There are so few left—what if our last piece of living history goes extinct? How do we live with ourselves if we do nothing?
I've half a mind to go out there and stop them. I can't let the yevara suffer like this. I won't let their song be silenced.