Blackfeather Woods look to your kingdoms — i am coming for them all

You can kill dis boye (also @Eske @Colt @Astrid @Moonshadow)

Miraak could not sleep well. The voices were louder than usual tonight, the whispers half coherent. He knew who was speaking — Meldresi, Mondrar, Missami, Mother and Father and so so many others — but not what. He rose, his bones creaking with the effort of raising his muscular frame upwards. Miraak stretched his body and yawned and went to the borders. He did not get far before he saw them.

He stared at the three invaders from a distance, in their sight. He had a nagging feeling gnawing at his belly. He did not know what it was yet. It was not nervousness, but...anticipation for something to come. But not for the thrill of battle and the taste of blood. Something else.

The old warrior pushed it aside for the moment and threw back his head, calling for all those nearby. He quickly moved his position afterwards, hoping to be fast enough to avoid their detection and throw them off.