VoinKukuruzy & Zapadlo
Zapadlo Zapadlo
Hey, I hear you’ve got some old tricks for keeping intruders out of your sacred fields. I’ve been studying the city’s “lock” systems—those bureaucratic loopholes and physical barriers. Maybe we can swap notes on what really keeps a place safe.
VoinKukuruzy VoinKukuruzy
Our fields keep intruders at bay with the earth itself and the courage of our warriors, not with paper or gears. If you wish to trade, show me your locks, and I’ll show you how the wind and stone can block a man. But know that a city’s walls can be broken; a spirit forged in fire stands unshaken.
Zapadlo Zapadlo
Sounds like a great storybook for a bard, but if you’ll let me see the lock, I can prove my point about wind and stone being more myth than defense. In any case, I don’t need a warrior’s courage to outsmart a lock, just the right twist.
VoinKukuruzy VoinKukuruzy
You think a lock is just a twist? We built our fields not with gears but with the earth’s bones and the fire of our ancestors. If you want to see, come to the ridge at dawn and watch the wind run over the stones. That is the true lock. But beware, a sharp mind may break steel, yet the spirits will not be silenced by a mere twist.