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Loren snorted. "Nah. Far from it." Giving Korbin a wry look, the healer shook his head a bit. "That honor goes to my family compound." Strangely enough, it actually felt good to joke about it. He was slowly, but surely, making his peace with his past. As the hunter got up, the Launceleyn let the other man, making no move to follow. Loren nodded along as Korbin explained how he'd become an Attuned. However, the healer's brow furrowed a bit at the end of it. "That's young. Any idea which god did it?" He found himself quite curious to know which of the old gods would Attune a child, but wouldn't press the issue. As the hunter asked how the Launceleyn had both magic and shifts, he laughed. "Ah, well, that's Frey's fault." He finally stood up, doing his own series of stretches. "I've had magic since I was five, though it was different, since I wasn't on Caido. I still had it when I was brought here though." Rolling his neck, he paused to meet the other man's eyes. "I'd already met them a few times, wonder of wonders. This Flowerbirth, they answered me again. I...asked them to make me stronger. Make me more." Loren's expression had grown distant, though his tone was incredibly fond. "They tested me. Asked if I would fight, or flee. I said fight, so they pumped me full of terror. I was more scared than I'd ever been in my life. Probably more scared than I ever will be. But I fought through the fear. And in exchange, they Attuned me, even though I was an Abandoned. Blessed me, even though I was unworthy." It was clear from the look of wonder on his face, and the hushed tones in which he spoke that he still couldn't quite believe it. And that, despite the terror, he wouldn't have it any other way. LOREN Not quite an open book