"Why do we not use the slaves to trade as freemen then?  If they need every edge, every bit of life to fight the Wyld then surely the help of the sturdy will do them well.  We will take these slaves and give them a new home if they so wish.  Perhaps it is not their home, but it is a better home than where they were destined."  Her legs now pulled back up into the chair.  Limb moving beneath her as if she were crouched and ready to pounce on something before her.<br/><br/>"Between our honey words and the promise of able workers willing to defend a new home, we might gain or borrow what is needed."