I recognize the bow. So you've been to Ishanuran. How is everyone? How's Asani? And they gave me this bow. It can only mean that they, the gulakhan, has forgiven me. I... I cannot thank you enough, outlander. You don't know what it's worth to me. Even if you just want me to agree to Asha-tara being the ashkhan, I still thank you regardless. Yes, you have my support for choosing Asha-tara as ashkhan.

I used to belong to the Ishanuran tribe. It's not a lost tribe, but there isn't much difference to me now. It is southwest from here, deep in the Armun Ashlands. I do not wish to speak about my time there. I can only say that I was exiled from the Ishanuran, and I regret it to this day. I've always disapproved of Asha-tara's approaches toward leading the camp, but joining the Obainat was my last resort when I left the Ishanuran, so I will do whatever I can for the Obainat.

I came from the Yeshorbat camp, a tribe now lost to time. We used to be the most prominent tribe in the Armun Ashlands, but the stars did not favor us. We were forced to move deeper into the Kagouti-infested part of the Ashlands when the Imperials came; later, when our last ashkhan died under the fangs of vampires, our camp was finally scattered. I met Padus, Zassar and Ulibabi shortly after the fall of my tribe. Together we formed the Obainat camp and grew it into what you see today.

Ulibabi and Zassar have been my fellow tribesmen back in the days of the Damanu. We were all no warriors, so when we met Asha-tara who also lost her tribe, we submitted to her leadership and formed the Obainat camp.

I was from the lost tribe of Damanu. It was the tribe that used to settle here, where the Obainat stands today. We were a peaceful little tribe, known for our hospitality to travelers and our Ashlander keens alike. I guess this is the reason for our downfall when the Hlaalu set up their plantations here. Our last ashkhan was Yanirab, you can still find his burial place not far from here. The tribe dissolved naturally upon his death.

I was from the lost tribe of Damanu. It was the tribe that used to settle here, where the Obainat stands today. We were a peaceful little tribe, known for our hospitality to travelers and our Ashlander keens alike. I guess this is the reason for our downfall when the Hlaalu set up their plantations here. Our last ashkhan was Yanirab, you can still find his burial place not far from here. The tribe dissolved naturally upon his death.

Padus, Zassar, and I were all from the Damanu camp. The Damanu camp was led by peace-loving cowards and useless scouts and herders, that's why we fell to the Hlaalu so easily, and it is a mistake we mustn't repeat. Now Asha-tara is leading us back on that same path.

I was from the lost Damanu tribe, along with Ulibabi and Padus. I still miss our lost tribe to this day, the time when there were no Hlaalu around, when we could live and trade peacefully with whoever passing the camp. I guess things will never be like that again.

I was from the Harambub tribe, along with Hibdun. It was a small tribe, easily crushed and overran by the Hlaalu. My tribesmen fought bravely, but we were too few in numbers. Hibdun and I were the sole survivors, and we set off finding a new camp, hopefully a larger and stronger one, where we can take revenge on the Hlaalu. We found the Obainat, and thought that Asha-tara was the warrior leader we need. It seems like we were wrong.

I joined the Obainat together with Massur-Dan, after our own Harambub tribe fell. The Harambub was a small tribe, and with the Hlaalu pushing into the Ashlands, things are more and more difficult for the smaller tribes. Massur-Dan was the gulakhan back then, he led us bravely into battles against both monsters and mer, but even he cannot save our camp.

My old tribe used to make pilgrimages here. Now it lies forgotten at the shores of the Inner Sea, and I have no place but here.

I sometimes dream of the glory days of my Adairenat camp. We had the fiercest warriors against the Hlaalu, and we were crushed the first. A hundred banners but no ashkhan. This is what we have been reduced to.

We are just the Obainat now. That is all you need to know, outlander.