The climate around the human outpost was far too cold for Entarak-Suli Grelfarb’s taste, though its inhabitants seemed to like it well enough. She wished she had another glick-pelt coat on top of the two she already wore. More than that, she wished she were not the junior grelfarb in the district. Iklor-Junup’s ears had been positively waggling with glee when he had delegated this assignment to her. Since there was no one to whom she could delegate in turn, she had been force to make the three-day journey on gossulback to the human outpost.
The treaty the humans had signed with her people, the kireni, allowed them to mostly run their own affairs within their outpost. However, a case involving the killing of a kiren by a human was obviously not a human-only affair. So the humans had sent for a grelfarb.