You know, then?
The Chisera
That this very night a war party of ours must go out to meet the Castacs.
Simwa
And before that there will be a Council to choose a war leader? Has the Chief told you?
The Chisera
Not since this latest word, but yesterday he bid me prepare a strong medicine, for he thought the election would be made by lot. But I did not tell him, O Much Desired, that I had already made medicine a night and a day to let the choice fall on you. A day and a night by Deer Leap on Toorape, where never foot but mine had been, I made medicine, and the answer is sure.
Simwa
That I shall get the leadership?
The Chisera