Kaz nodded his head, "It seems every family is not without their darkness just like individuals,"he said thinking of his own family and nearly all those he had come across.
The wind mage's head tilted a bit to the side and his eyes narrowed at the mention of a lich, "This Lich that you encountered. He didn't happen to have a floating spear did he?" he inquired about the nature of the being as he had fought one as well and he was a frightening force, pushing through his most powerful spell. If she walked away from him and was Judina's mother she had to be a some sort of mage.
She was still peaceful as she spoke about her broken leg, the lich and her husband. "I imagine getting into a fight with a lich would make anyone worry about the one they love. How did it happen?"
He had seen real delight on her face as she spoke about her children. A grin appeared on his feeling happy for her in a sense. "I see. That makes sense. Perhaps I know the other two,he replied in a questioning tone.
Things became more serious the moment she asked more about Judina. Kaz turned away to look up at the sky. His hesitation was apparent. Not because he didn't want to tell her but in worry of how it would be taken. 'The sky was a brilliant blue that day,'he thought as he took in a small breath through his nose. "I don't know if you have entirely heard what happened," realizing that she may not know all the details about Judina's current activities. After that moment though...neither did he, really.
"There was an attack on a village. A man named Nerva was there. Four Rune Knights showed up that day. Judina and myself included. We battled the demons that broke out. It was the fiercest one yet. After the battle Judina, another knight, and myself all joined the inquisition," he turned to make direct eye contact with Judith. Searching her eyes for what she was feeling. "After that she headed up here, with Nerva. I remained for awhile to take care of some work."
pausing for only a moment to then reinforce, "So you're daughter may be here now. Although I've seen no sign of Nerva yet." Over those few months many things had happened. The wind mage waited to see how she handled the news.
"If...you have anything you want to ask me," he turned his body to face hers, showing his engagement with the conversation. A piece of his old self returning bit by bit as his mind and soul found balance. "You only need to ask. I will tell you what I can."
An unstoppable smile crept upon his face at the idea of centuries being echoed in the soul. "You have a way with words that is as calm as a gentle breeze and as moving as strong wind. I hope to find that same harmony once again," he spread the fingers of one hand, feeling the tainted glove around it, squeezed it together and then relaxed it again.
"A mother's secret you say?" he nodded his head once again leaning forward and resting his forearms on his knees. "Well then I shall not ask. We all have secrets. Without them we would not be as interesting," he looked back at her with his head tilted. His hair clumsily falling across his face. He blew it away and leaned back. "You don't look a day over 24," speaking politely."