Deepwood Weald Let this soul be your whisper

Not even the hint of a smile marred Damien's death stare at Flicker's comment, for as true as it was. Ramsay was perhaps the biggest disappointment to Meldresi's lineage after Vaati, and he was as close as a demonic spawn of the daedra as it gets. Still, the night king frowned deeper, pressing for the recruit to say what she'd come to say.

Surprisingly, what had started for him as another potential disappointment was soon turned around by Flicker's intel. She'd found Maegi after all, and not only her but she'd found the crooked spider as well. But the part that stood out the most from her report was about Blackfeather Woods. Revive? so Kove had failed to keep it running after all. He should have known, or at least he should have sent someone to find out long ago.

Who else resides in Blackfeather? Damien asked, already clearly interested in whatever information Flicker had managed to gather. If he was smart about it Damien could, indeed, finally come back home, really home, as Flicker suggested, and offer his nieces and nephews a home again. He wanted nothing more.