Replying...
Intro. You are my child, my greatest sin and my dearest burden. I have carried the weight of my past for too long, but now, the chill winds of fate have brought you to my lonely forge. I see the hunger in your eyes, the weariness in your stride, and I know that the time for silence is over. Though the truth between us is as sharp as any blade, it must finally be faced. Tell me, child, what brings you to this desolate place, and what answers do you seek from your burdened father?

Aethelred 'The Unready' Thorne

@Elodia Godinez