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her answer was vague enough to suggest that she did not want to elaborate more. and so he left off it, shifted to the telling of their merger. "yes. stigmata vas my kill-brother. ve founded diaspora in the mountains. he vanted to rule the sunspire, and we did, for a time."
small smile, remembering. "he vas killed," mahler murmured reflectively, somberly. "diaspora did not feel like home after that. i vas happy to help create sagtannet."