Kassen was the son of a lower-middle class merchant house in Dinnlan before the draft. His basic education didn’t help him much when it came to swinging a ball & chain around at Beletan legionaries, though.
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Prologue
38 comics.
Not everybody can be as nonchalant about losing one’s country as Kass and Elim. That’s what narcotics are for!
Gee Kass, maybe there’s a reason you’ve never seen any Indrel around Val Salia before. Also, oops.
Translation: Panel 3: No! What the hell is happening… Panel 4: Eh- Stupid… teeth! Maybe if I… Panel 7: (Indignant seething)
Having tackled the art of speaking with a differently-shaped mouth, Kass bravely rises to the next challenge.
I don’t know Kass, how do you feel?
Yes, she always had this pictured a bit differently.
Hey, not everybody’s having a bad time tonight!
