Neverwinter Forest and they weren’t too keen on compromising with a nice lemon pie

Home?

No, he couldn’t stay here. Ghosts lurk within these trees, and he couldn’t face them again. That’s no fault of Mal’s.

Guilt caused bile to rise and sting his throat. Phillip had to tell him, but he couldn’t find it in his heart to say the words. Courage would need to be built up, and soon. He couldn’t just leave without a word again.

Phillip willed a smile. He vaguely recalled Cam. The boy spoke of a past he couldn’t remember.

Really? They’ve known one another, but they were merely acquaintances. If anyone was going to ask about him, he’d expect them to be-

Um, where’s Zephyr? And Firestorm?