## ~In which some revelations are revealed~
“When I was little pirates attacked my hometown. They killed a lot of people, including my mother and my sister Clea.” Sandra paused as their faces passed through her mind’s eye. For some reason she could never see her twin as anything but the five year-old she had been when death came for her. Not even when she looked in the mirror, knowing she was seeing the same face Clea would have had had she lived.
“I was- I was attacked as well. My head- a wound to my head.” Unconsciously she reached for her head, rubbing the spot hidden by thick black hair. “I ended up in a deep unconsciousness for two years. Nothing could wake me up and I ended up being put in the care of a healer who worked for the Sancta Adad.”
“I don’t think I’ve heard of them. What is this Sancta Adad ?” Nancy interrupted curiously, head perched to the side as Sandra talked.