A man with a crystalline face emerged from amidst the houses and approached the Prince. The Prince braced himself for a confrontation, but noted that despite the man's Frankish physiology, he was clad in the attire of the Ghlizan. The Prince warned him against drawing closer, but the man prostrated himself, pressing his face into the dirt.
"O great, just, and fair Prince," the man implored. "I seek to join you. I severed my ties with the Franks long ago when my own people abandoned me at the threshold of this village. A wandering Ghlizan and his son saved me, and the villagers cared for me. They even hid me when General Hugo returned to burn the village again. I beg you, my lord, shower me with your generosity and take me in. I wish to join the Lunix and be one of the Ghlizan, though I differ in face and race. If race divides us, then belonging to the Lunix unites us. Does it not?"
