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"To put it simply, i was a blemish in my grandparents eyes." Brut commetns calmly as he snatches a few weeds from the soil. "The Morti line, for about the past few hundred years has been obsessed with creating a perfect blending of human and vampire blood lines. a bit redundant considering the fact that they are both human in almost every way. they seaked out humans with natural or latent ability's with magic, offered some of them the 'gift of immortality' and wed them off to the ones that were left alone for what ever reason. after a few generation's of both humans and vampires alike the power bases for the children started to grow, in power, skill, and impulsive use. so their interest was peeked. the sires became lab rats within the womb. where pedigrees were mad up and love became a thought of the past. some thought it was to simply breed day walkers. but that was just a cover, or story's that the parents would tell their children..." stopping himself Brut looks back relising that he went off on a tangent. but a necessary one. "Both of my parents were humans Relena. and as such their is little to no mark of the vampiric curse running through my veins. a poor choice for breeding. both to come into this world or be allowed to continue the blood line."

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"I've been trying to figure that out for my self my Queen. after my mother and father left gave me to the temple they returned to the mansion. never to be herd from or of again... perhaps it is out of fear" Brut finishes off his voice shifting to the complete opposite end of the vocal spectrum. where his normal voice was soft, and soothing this new pitch was sharp harsh, and seamed to be glossed over with a blade all of its own. his body stopped moving for a few moments during his pause but nothing about his back changed, he still walked around the fields plucking weeds out of the soil. seaming content with his duties.

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"Not really." Brut comments calmly his normal voice cresting back into the air as he started plucking the weeds out of the soil once again.
"But perhaps you can answer a question for me my lady." He finishes off turning to face her. though he was not even starting on his work he looked like he was about ready to turn in for the night. drained and exhausted would be the first few words to come to mind as his eyes hung open seemingly by the strings of fate. his eyes were slightly glossed over but clearing up with every blink.

"Why would i want to go back there my lady?... They banished me from their ranks and a suck made me forage out a life here. i cant go back till im strong enough to take the name of Morti Verlassene." He comments over his shoulder. though the desire was there to see what kind of life he could have had. but he was willing to wait till he could make it last long enough for the rules to change.

"I can't, no under the wing of the queen... they will jut see me as weak then." Brut comments as his shoulders sank softly. She was right though they would have the answers he was looking for the on thing that he wanted to know before he moved on.

"What are you talking about Relena?" Brut asks over his shoulder. his face clearly wrapped up in a twister of fog of confusion. What exactly was she trying to say? Like his family would not know her just by the look of her? or the smell of her blood? or the age in that same blood? These people were ones that prided themselves on detecting blood, and the power that was sealed within it. She would be as brilliant to them as the sun rising after a week of darkness.

"That's easy for you to say my queen. they all have a hundred years on me. to them im a child an always wil be no matter how old i get." Brut comments standing up straight. she was right though just showing up there would mean nothing. no matter his companey it would go the same as always.

he hellos how are you?...what are you doing here?... and then it would just go down hill from there. but maybe he could barter for a few moments on the grounds, in the gardens perhaps.

Smiling softly he turns around and looks Relena in the eye, "Very well Relena, ill go with you. but you cant question them about their practices. at least not right off. let the conversion grow for a few minuets and try to direct it towards the questions you want answers to." Turning around a few moments before he stop talking he raised his hand up to his shoulders. holding his palms out towards the fields before him he lets out a long sigh nd takes in a deep breath.

"I call forth the three winds that beset me, bend the light to your doing. search out the ones i seek and uproot them from the grounds i designate. " Bringing his hand together he spins his wrists around each other for a brief moment before he slams his hand together sending out a shock wave into the fields after a few moments of silence he whispers a small bit of elvish before opening his eyes and his hands as every weed in the field flies up into the sky and landing in the pack Brut had on his back.