Big Salmon Lake These walls, they seem to call my name

Then it dawned on her; the young child had never heard about the Deadric Princes, their realms, their powers - nor of Nocturnal, the prince after she was named. She knew the child was not of their woods, but since he refused to go home, she may as well inform him. Everyone deserved to know their true rulers. She let out a secretive giggle. You do not know who rules the night, now do you? She questioned with a knowing smile. You do not know their stories... I can share them, if you promise to let me take you home when dawn is near...