Sheepeater Cliff I'm only human; you look at me like you never knew that
those whom life does not cure, death will.
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iliksis favored the cliffs - if only for the reason souls rarely ventured there. he was content with this lot - a wild-man, he made for company when it suited him -- and when he wished to haunt the mountains in solidarity, swept back into the void of timber, dirt, and inexorable stone.

he had not anticipated coming across a scent he knew; the tracks imprinted on the ground confirmed his suspicions, as they were succinctly condensed. curious to find what brought the deformed dwarf of blackfeather to his realm of the world, iliksis followed the tracks until at last he came upon the half-starved, almost-comical form of ramsay.

wordlessly, he pointedly trailed his gaze along the truncated spine of the boy. he assumed euron to be nearby, perhaps even the quiet girl maegi -- but curiously, scented neither in the bitter wind.
warning: PG-18+ explicit content.