Character: Yarvi

- No, you are not a slave. And yet you were so hot to stand in front of wintertime on your knees!
- When I signed the contract, on my knees we all snarled yarvi.
- So I want to find out - we are on the knees still?

Because an unexecuted oath is not the same thing that broken...

The man whips the scythe and axe cuts, he said. The man leaned on the oars and tying tight knots. And most importantly - the man carries a shield. A man holding system. A man stands side by side with his soleczniki. Would a man who or on what not capable?
I didn't ask myself polruki, said yarvi, as usual standing on the scorched earth in the battle between shame and rage.
I never asked myself palsana.

- I don't have enough wisdom. He wanted to say "not brave enough", but he didn't have the courage to say it.
Wisdom learn, my Prince.

- I have no family, no hereditary rights.
- Your legacy will be grass, and books, and a quiet word.