章 1739: High As A Kite.

Warshaw matched into the midst of the council without a greeting to the council members or the chief. 

It is one thing not to greet the chief, seeing as he is dying, but the council members are the strongest members of the tribe. To ignore them like this is disrespectful. It is an amount of disrespect that is greater than the amount of respect they have for the shaman. After all, the status of the clergy has fallen since the disappearance of the gods. 

But no one stood up to admonish her because, just like the chief, she is dying. Even worse is that she is old and senile. So they were willing to give her a pass. That was until she started spouting nonsense.

Warshaw stood in their midst and shouted at the top of her lungs, "THE GODS HAVE RETURNED!"

She shouted it for the second time. Then the third. Then the fourth. 

Everyone was looking at her with the same look in their eyes.