Humans may dwell here

Greg decided it wasn't worth recounting his biography in all the details. "Ah, you're lucky, Vsevolod," Greg said enviously, "wife, mother, sisters, everything you need. But my whole family perished at the hands of the Bedin warriors. Mother, father, sister - all gone. Now, my family is the other Liamurians. My warband in the forests. And that's it..." Greg's gaze became sad. "So, let's drink to our loved ones and then we'll stop, because we still have to meet with the prince later." I'll step away from the computer for an hour or two.