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Pendragon: The Merchant of Death “There have always been two tribes here,” she [Osa] continued. “The Milago work the land, the Bedoowan are the soldiers and rulers. At one time many of the tribes of Denduron were at war. The Bedoowan protected the Milago from marauders, and in return the Milago provided food. Each tribe relied upon the other, while they remained very much apart. It lasted that way for centuries, with both tribes living in relative harmony. But the Bedoowan were powerful and power can lead to arrogance. It was forbidden for a Milago to marry a Bedoowan, or even to become friends. As so often happens in situations like this, the Bedoowan began to look upon the Milago as their slaves.” “But still, they protect the Milago, right?” I asked. “There have not been invaders here for many years. The need for protection no longer exists,” said Osa. “So the Milago guys still do all the work and the Bedoowan guys do…what?” “That is a good question. The Bedoowan are ruled by a royal family with the role of monarch passed down to the oldest child. There was a time, not too long ago, that the Bedoowan monarch wanted to break down the barriers between the two tribes and allow them to become one. But he died and left the monarchy to his firstborn. There are some who believe that the father was murdered by those who did not want the Bedoowan to give up their superior position.” “And let me guess: The new monarch likes having slaves and wants to keep the two tribes apart,” I said. “Yes,” she said. “The Milago are afraid to even say the name…Kagan.” There was that name again. I was beginning to get this picture, and I didn’t like it. “The knights who attacked Uncle Press thought he was spying on Kagan,” I said. “But Uncle Press pretended that he was a miner. Are there mines here?” “Yes,” she said with a sad breath. “That is worst part of the story.” Oh great, it gets worse.

Source: MacHale, D. J. (2002). Pendragon: The Merchant of Death. New York: Aladdin Books, 88-89.