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A few shamans had been travelling before and behind Sasha’s group along the road they had taken from Dark Lake, but as they climbed higher, paths converged from other directions until they were amongst a throng of women all heading up to the festival site.
Everyone, without exception, was rugged up in heavy cloaks or thick fur-lined coats. Now and again Sasha would catch glimpses of dark skirts decorated with beads and mirrors similar to Yarrow’s, but most wore heavy skirts or leggings that did not differentiate them from any of the women that Sasha had seen in the township. As was common throughout the rest of the Kimoran population, there was a wide spectrum of skin, eye, and hair colour. Sasha even saw one woman with green hair sticking out from under her fur-lined head covering, b
