"Ah, and you insist..." Cephal's voice drips poison "... that you do know what you are dealing with, while we

"Ah, and you insist..." Cephal's voice drips poison "... that you do know what you are dealing with, while we don't? You have just admitted, priestess, that your tribe has been loitering here for thousands of years, gradually becoming savage and dying out, simply because some ancient old men had bad dreams after eating a tainted squirrel?"