<span style="color: #666600">“Both of my mortal parents hated me and I never met The’kal until my mother drowned me. The’kal resurrected me and sent me away to a new family. Without consulting that family first. Where yes, I was hated and abused just like you.”</span>Ras read the letter over then carefully put it back into the drawer.<span style="color: #666600">“Why does what she think matter to you? You don’t care about the thoughts and feelings of those around you who love and cherish you, but your abusive mother still matters?”</span>He laughed softly and nodded.<span style="color: #666600">“Correction, I am a wine making hermit. But only because being a vintner is my passion but also because my heart still aches from the loss I endured. I will find love and friendship in time but is it so wrong of me to want some time to grieve? Helping you is helping me too, even if you don’t eat it getting up and cooking meals for you does a lot to soothe my pains. I’m sure Elune is telling you the truth, but if you die as angry and hurt as you are right now do you really think you’ll be able to create the peaceful afterlife you want?”</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>