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Moros watched from the corner and let out a defeated sigh, the closest thing to a smile he could give. Moros faded into view from the shadows, sitting cross legged and looking skeletal in the long light of the candles.

"Do you want to know why your parents died, child?" Moros said, tilting his head and curiously staring at him. "Because of chance. Because life is one side of a coin. You are plenty strong and you'll show it, in time," Moros said vaguely. He couldn't just spill his mortal secrets to anybody. "You want to be stronger, Sorom? Do you want to know things? I can give you answers but I can't offer peace. That is my sister," Moros said, sighing again. "But you pray to me."