Zane was torn, he had never met the person who Rohtare labeled as his mother and then said became a banshee, but he cared nonetheless. At least he knew now, but what about his father?
While Zane was lost in thought Rohtare took it upon himself to answer the question. "A banshee is a dreadful creature that some spirits become when they die, under normal circumstances when a spirit dies the simply fade. But if one were to die while consumed with malice, avarice, or regret, they become a Banshee. A Banshee will kill anything that moves, animate or not. In the past entire forests have been leveled by banshees. His mother became one by what I guess to be regret, his father died under poor circumstances. I was the one who killed the banshee she became, she was no longer the forest spirit that I had become friends with, no longer the spirit I loved" He was barely whispered that last sentence. Zane seemed to have recovered himself.
"I myself have killed a Banshee before, in Adela. It had been terrorizing Draconi forest." Zane looked down at his feet, he felt small, he then remembered something. "You said my mother became a banshee about 700 years ago, but I'm barely over 200 years old and my earliest memory was-"
"Waking up in Kerim correct? You are actually over 700 years old, when I killed that banshee you were barely a pup, I took you to Kerim and wiped your memory, I was on my way to come visit you when I got a bit sidetracked" Rohtare looked around the forest, "This forest was dying then, I had to stay."
