Jano swam through the warm water, allowing the effervescence to drain the stress from his weary form. He could almost forget that he was in a foreign land, among a race of people he could barely understand. The social structure of K'eld Ner gave insight into Drakel culture but not understanding. He could not comprehend how people who so completely understood the nature of potential, who warred so vehemently against the Uncreator, could be so singularly ignorant. Draslin approached from the main house. "Lord T'palo, all is prepared." "They strip you of your identity?" Jano asked. "Aye."