Great Bear Wilderness Don't worry bout me and who I fire

Sitri listened, he had always been taught that dark magic was evil, well at least as a child. Perhaps he had been taught wrong. Everything else he had been taught had this far proven to be wrong so maybe that too. And he was still a bit uncertain of magic, having the mindset of a child where it was concerned, though his thought went back to Lecter and his teaching of Atka and Sos to him.

It was a crushing feeling being among the trees, but it was not unpleasant. It was just very deep and very contending. It was strange to be among the oldest trees around. It made him realize how much some things could survive and persevere, maybe this was where he had meant to be. After all, he had wished to die so much, but he had always survived in some way whether by chance or fate or otherworldly design.

Sitri sniffed gently at the fairy ring and then looked at the queen, he was still a little confused about the loa. The loa are Atka and Sos yes? Or are they different? Your King Lecter told me of them.