Having set the stage for a stellar story, Altair dove into his first storytelling experience, where Kieran and the others listened with rapt interest. The chill in the room portended the theme of the story and what the events had blessed Altair with.
Altair paused after the opening, looking around at everyone else, until finally, Bastion pounded the table impatiently.
"Goddammit, Altair. Lay it on us already. I'm already committed to this thing!"
Stifled chuckles filled the room, and Altair obliged, continuing the story from where he had left off.
"The boy was unlike the rest in perhaps the simplest of ways, but he would have you know he was abandoned from birth for that difference — a defect at birth."
Altair sighed, perhaps channeling the emotion of that nameless child. The shadows moved, giving off a depressed feeling.
