"Its priest, yes. Shaman, I think, is another word." He says this without
condescension, merely relaying an interesting fact. "Des Voeux shot him in
a panic, meaning to shoot what we then thought was an ordinary bear. We
brought him back to Erebus and I tried to save him, but he was too
gravely injured, and he died—belowdecks, not under the sky as his daughter
begged us. And then Sir John ordered the poor man's body to be disposed of
in the fire-hole, like so much refuse." He shakes his head. "No wonder,
then, that the Tuunbaq pursued us so angrily."
Trixie might notice that he pronounces the word differently than the
others, with an odd glottal stop in the middle.
His hand has closed around the little amulet; he opens it again and looks
down at it, brushing his thumb over the smooth surface. "The shaman had
many small amulets about his person, including one the dead spit of this.
Why I have this now, I've no idea."
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"Its priest, yes. Shaman, I think, is another word." He says this without condescension, merely relaying an interesting fact. "Des Voeux shot him in a panic, meaning to shoot what we then thought was an ordinary bear. We brought him back to Erebus and I tried to save him, but he was too gravely injured, and he died—belowdecks, not under the sky as his daughter begged us. And then Sir John ordered the poor man's body to be disposed of in the fire-hole, like so much refuse." He shakes his head. "No wonder, then, that the Tuunbaq pursued us so angrily."
Trixie might notice that he pronounces the word differently than the others, with an odd glottal stop in the middle.
His hand has closed around the little amulet; he opens it again and looks down at it, brushing his thumb over the smooth surface. "The shaman had many small amulets about his person, including one the dead spit of this. Why I have this now, I've no idea."