Blackfeather Woods You'll marry Ser Loras

After little while does he believe Miraak to have stopped, and so does he turn once more, facing the shadows of which he believes his uncle hides behind. And then he charges, pumping his legs through the underbrush to meet impactful contact with the man. There is no plan amongst his attack, only instinct, and he lashes out at whatever he can grasp in his claws.