Phantom Hollow You've been counting all the days off of your calendar for weeks now

He listened to his mother's explanation, absorbing the knowledge readily. They wanted their homeland back. Not a surprising thing. He didn't blame any of them for trying, but why were the Woods abandoned in the first place? But, perhaps that was a question for the leadership, and definitely not a good question for now. But that wouldn't stop him if he got he chance.

It was not long before they were answered by their new leader. Meldresi's son. Malcanthet could see the Melonii in him, but there was someone else's blood seeped into him: the white chest and the ivory eyes. The Melonii were too uniform for such deviations. So Meldresi's plan must have succeeded in a way. Start a new home, find new blood. He nodded to his new leader, dipping his head respectfully. My name is Malcanthet. I am Megara's son.