It was easy to underestimate the amount now that had all spread out into different towers and towns, living alongside the natural inhabitants, but the number of Tamarisian refugees was rather high, it did not seem too impressive within such an immense realm that was far from being densely populated, but everyone had to find something to do, those that had been but mere civilians working normal jobs before being ushered into this place of safety could either do what they knew best, or have to find a chance of plan as their knowledge was worthless in this strange realm.
Some took upon the local customs and beliefs, throwing themselves into worship of the sun or beasts, ending up getting close to the practitioners, often so close that they became fully integrated into the realm through ways of affection.
