AARYN
"You'll have to ask your mom for the details. Honestly, I never really paid attention. But during the War of the Wolves, the disformed… had issues." He swallowed, trying to imagine how hard it must have been for the disformed in his parent's generation, where there were so many fewer of them. And the prejudice was worse. "Things were already bad for them, but when Gahrye became a Cohort, it helped. Except, Gahrye had to leave with your mom, and the others… I guess it was just kind of a mess."
He said the words sadly. He'd listened to the stories of the older disformed who lived through the war, and he'd thanked the Creator he wasn't old enough to remember those days.
"So?" Elreth asked.
