Larksong Grotto it's a march to extinction with your god in step

I am hurt,

He admitted, the tension did not release from him with such an admission. He had opened up a sliver of himself for examination with such an opening line.

I have been told things, but I fear it's not all that it seems.

He wanted to be proven wrong, for once. He thought he might have come here with hellfire and brimstone, vengeance in his wake. Instead he faltered in the face of what he thought might have been brotherhood.