Neverwinter Forest Are you tired of unexpected guests in your villa of villainy?

His lip quirked at her suggestion. He opened his maw to praise her thinking when a mottled figure emerged from the woods, clearly displeased at having overheard her. The boy's posture told him he was the showrunner around here as well, which Black Hat found odd given his age. But no matter, he was sure he could disperse this dense air with a mere waggle of his silver tongue. Black Hat cleared his throat.

Nevermind her, she's just miffed about the lack of prey as of late. We're here on behalf of Nightwalkers, He started, smoothly shifting the topic. This is your claim, yes? He wondered if that Oakey-something-or-other was still around.