"So, old man, how did you become demonized? I'm curious as to why you did it right when I went into the prison?" Aengus asked as they walked at a moderate pace, almost out of the Slave District.
Old man Kylian, feeling the suppressed pressure from the two beings walking beside him, shivered unknowingly. He knew full well that he was in the presence of two individuals with tremendous power.
He sighed in reminiscence and answered honestly, "Sigh, that is a long story..."
"Then make it short, old man," Bella cut in from the sidelines rudely.
Old man Kylian didn't mind Bella's interruption; he had seen worse. He continued,
"My wife died a few years ago, leaving me alone with my son, his wife, and my lovely granddaughter in our village. They were ordinary farmers, while I was a hunter, risking the rest of my life to make their future a little brighter.