Two n ca upon an artifex on the road, and seeing that he was carrying many fine wares they decided to rob him. The artifex did not resist, laying down his burden for the n to take - but their joy was short-lived, for a great bear erged from the woods to nace them.
They quaked and feared for their lives before the bear, but seizing the tal from his pack the artifex ford a blade that whipped as fast as thought through the bears neck, striking it dead. The two robbers were overjoyed to be spared, but bowed before the artifex with contrition in their hearts.
You could have killed us just as easily, they said. Yet you did not, and for that we are grateful.
The artifex bade them rise. The penalty for thievery in this country is not death, he said. Take what you must, and rember that none of us here are animals.
- The Book of Eight Verses, the Verse of Growth. (New Kheman Edition, 542 PD)
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