Blackfeather Woods Hocus Pocus

Ever since the last time it had been spoken about, Damien had made a huge effort to leave his desire to contact his late mother for a better time. Potema had promised she would try to reach her, but the moment didn't seem to come nearer. It still burned inside him, the desire to talk to Meldresi, to ask for her guidance, but he had no clue how it could work through Potema's magic. Did she really learn enough with the witches at hag fen? Could she even make an attempt and filling the hole mother left behind? All the questions seemed to lead nowhere, not without a demonstration of any kind.

In silence Damien showed up at the temple curiously. Potema's howl revealed little of her plans or intentions, but Damien would never refuse a call form her knowing that she was his only potential gateway to the void and his mother, not to mention the safest connection to the daedra planes.

He brushed past Kendra, nuzzling her affectionately despite the tension in their relationship, and walked on to stand by his brother just in time to hear him make a mischievous question. Damien saw the herbs, none of them had meaning to him like they did to Cicero, or Kendra, or Potema herself, but one thing did. His mother's bones were there, carved by the witches of Hag Fen, decorated with mystic symbols. This reunion could only mean one thing, Potema was about to go to enter the void, she was finally going to reach out to Meldresi.

Pale eyes opened wide and looked up to Potema. His excitement became tangible and his heart pumped quicker in anticipation.