"I'm sorry for your loss Jess. I had a brother once, but I know nothing about him. He is dead and his name was Dalorin. I believe, from what I've been told, he died similar to what happened to you. We were ambushed by robbers. I took a blow to the head and forgot everything I knew. I was brought home by a family friend, who's name escapes me even today. Dalorin had died. That's when I started on the road to becoming a mage, but that's another story." Althior raised his bottle to make a toast. "To our loved ones who gave everything for us." Althior then took a huge sip of his drink, and passed out then and there.