As Zach looked around, he realized that the barbarian woman who had invited him to the ritual wasn't the only one with their hair let down and in a flowy dress. All of the barbarians wore similar clothes and had similar hairstyles. Even the warriors who usually had their hair in braids had let it loose.
The unfortunate bald ones had headdresses of feathers or fur instead of just hair.
'Interesting ceremonial garb, I suppose,'
Zach hadn't been to any funerals before since he refused to attend Julius's, but he could still tell that the barbarians' outfits were very different from the Empire's.
Before he could comment on it to the woman, a soft, booming drum rang out around the bonfire. It was a slow beat. After a couple of thumps, a choir of women began singing in a low and sorrowful tone.
