[Vincent Stefan]

"A man who looked almost like you“ It was impossible,there was no way. All this time, so many dead ends. was it now that the half elf was to find the answer to a question that plagued him. "He was a little older, and his eyes were different, but otherwise he could have been you. He came here every brightening to pray. Sometimes he brought sacrifices … great sacrifices … valuable ones. His love for death knew no limits …" It had to be him, it had to be the person Vincent had been denied the right to meet, had been forced to never have a life because of...or was this his mothers fault. The more the half elf learned things just made less and less sense.

“Why have you come?” she asked. “Why now, after all these patterns? We thought you were dead. They said she had killed you. How did you survive? Nobody can survive such a thing. They saw you, bleeding, they were with you as your heart stopped …” Vincent could not deny it now, nor could he have if asked. This woman who stood before him spoke of the family Vincent had never known. The half elf had never once learned why his mother had killed, his father, or for that matter who and what they had been before that day. There where so many questions, so many possibility.

Working hard to keep his voice solid the half elf began, "The man you speak of, The man who came before...HE is dead now... He was my father...I presume the one who stopped his heart was my mother...she to is dead... Though, I am uncertain as to why...why did she do this.....who where they?" Vincent wanted to ask more, let every question he had ever thought of flow out. However, Vincent was no fool, from the look of his informant she was all together not there. Pulling out more information would be a steady process.