Blackfeather Woods before the night is through

Not Kove. Kaertok. A name that was wholly unfamiliar to her. Swallowing the disappointment that surfaced in the moment (would she ever see her old mentor again?) Maegi nodded, appreciative of the intel, as well as Jakoul's promise to stay vigilant. Thank you, she murmured, blinking softly. An extra pair of eyes on the forest would do them all good, especially since Jakoul was becoming so familiar with Blackfeather.

Have you seen Fellglow Keep? she asked the woman. She had initially wanted to be alone, but now she was somewhat glad of Jakoul's company. It's beautiful, full of glowing plants and rocks. I've never seen anything like it. Well, no, that was wrong—there had been a cave at Undersea that was much the same. . .

But the last time she'd been there, she'd been hauling a lifeless body to the sea—and that was a memory she did not want to linger on just now.