Blackfeather Woods oathkeeper

It surprised him that the boy should care at all when it came to herbs. The interest seemed uncharacteristic and was surprising. Yet soon he asked if they were deadly herbs and Sheogorath understood his fascination with the subject a bit better, perhaps because it aligned so with his own.

But should he teach the boy? Cicero would have said no to the wolf who held the place once given to Nemesis herself. But Sheogorath? He did not really care, though he wondered what it would bring about to teach the boy anything. He was not sure whether to expect gratitude, loyalty, or anything of the sort from the boy, or if he should just be happy enough to watch him burn the world down with the knowledge given freely.

"Yes, I am looking for deadly herbs," said Sheogorath. The boy seemed not to know him very well if he thought it might be any other way. In his youth, Cicero had spent a lot of time learning about all herbs, poisons and beneficial ones both, but he had since long left behind the healing sort. He waited, then, to see if the boy would ask.