Orgo frowned a little. He wasn't reading the man's mind so he didn't get much, but there was a definite afterimage of darkness..a common theme among those with traumatized paths. Still, it was not his place to pry.
"Really?" Orgo caught himself before he started bouncing on his toes a little. He wished he could have seen it, fought side by side with them. Still, perhaps it was for the best. Zombies were..disturbing. "I imagine they did. My people picked up images of these creatures. Some of us wanted to help fight the dead, but our leaders determined it was best to stay hidden." Orgo's tone indicated he had been one of the former.
"Your nephew sees heroes often?"
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