Kasha looked up and saw a younger version of her father looming over the table. He was not as tall as Tornar, very few men were, but he was powerfully built, and had the look of a fighter. He dressed in Wildland clothes, similar in style to Kasha, and lacked the veneer of a Gastown native. Kasha saw her own eyes staring back at her, and the nose had the same shape. Their coloring was different, and Berric’s hair was black like Tornar’s in his youth.