Blacktail Deer Plateau Under cloud and under star

He knew the feeling of just passing through quite well. He'd spent most of his life just drifting along with no home base, stopping wherever his feet bid him to and taking his rest in whatever shelter he could find. He wondered if Mal was like him when he was a bit younger: an eternal wanderer with no place of his own. Maybe that was why, after all this time, Ramsay still considered Blackfeather Woods to be his home. He'd never found anywhere else.

Heading out on an adventure? he queried, flicking his eyes toward the top of the plateau when prompted. The world is wide and full of interesting things to see. He hoped Mal would be able to experience it all in relative peace, as Ramsay had. He and Euron had struggled with food for a while but eventually they became proficient enough to get by, and the journey had been well worth it. Do you wish to see what this place offers? It might serve as a good base of operations for you.