Black Morass i've been looking all over the place for a place for me

it was mostly their size, but the two made him nervous. he was diminutive and quiet before them, a mouse among lions. they spoke to each other briefly before the man addressed cam directly; he swallowed. not much of a veiled threat, that—particularly if the saints had the reputation they did in neverwinter forest.

elysium, he said automatically. what was he doing? cam had never been much of a liar. he'd really never made a habit of it. 

but it wasn't just him, now. he had the wolves of his pack to think about. and if he were somehow responsible for putting them in danger, he'd never forgive himself. it's a willow forest, cam added helpfully, several days' travel from here. i can find my way, once i get out of this swamp.

hopefully, anyway.