Arrow Lake Show no fear, for she may fade away.

"he did the same for me," the shadowpriest sighed. "ve hunted these spires together, and the idea of diaspora vas born in his heart. he vas my kill-brother," mahler explained, unsure of why he tossed his words so openly to nyx. "but now i am only mahler." a quick, bitter smile before he refocused on the lovely, wan creature alongside himself. "vhat is it you hope to be vone day, nyx?"