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It was strange to hear another sound so deferential -- especially to one such as Khalba, who had pledged his life to be nothing more than a servant to the sisters and Molech. It made him uncomfortable, but he did not make his feelings evident. Instead, he invited the woman forward to approach the shrine. She had been selected; called by Molech's will. He could see it now that he knew that she had been selected by the Ekar-Aji herself.

"Come close Asherah," he spoke. Voice soft as always. It was hardly a command -- it was not his place to make such statements within the Malkaria. It was an invitation. "Place your offering upon the stone and I will help you adorn it." It was now that he gave her a soft smile as he waited for the initiate to approach. 

After a brief silence, he spoke again. "I am Ar-Khalba Nasser," he finally introduced. "But you may call me what you like."