"The how I cannot tell you. Why.." the memory of saving Fylaneiros came to mind. The poor defenseless Archfey who was being attacked by humans. "I saved someone a long time ago. In a time where compassion for magical creatures was at an all time low. A direction that we are slowly progressing towards. I was offered to learn from them and eventually they trusted me as kin. It was decided that I would be the first to be turned. As a bridge between people."