Eskellon returned to his mother's side. "Mother. Please be mindful of our guest. I do not want an unexpected demise of both of my beloved parents." The wizard god said respectfully. He turned towards the rising fire. He thought to himself. "What is it? The slumbering one has awakened?" He stood beside her, hoping to offer her support and comfort. His albino white hair almost seemed to shine, and he was clothed in a white robe. His sometimes aged, worn face appeared more like that of a thirty year old man, instead of the elder he appeared as at other times .Eskellon smiled. "I hope you will come to dine and accept hospitality, rather than having come in disrespect or conflicting intentions.Please inform us why you are here so we may properly address you."