Blackbeak Bluff Names get carved in the red oak tree

it.

the cursed man had no soul about him, jorunn was certain of that. he was no father, he had never seen a mother weep for her child, he had never seen the suffering of loss. she felt certain of these things no matter what she might come to learn of him — although she did not wish to learn more of him.

awful, horrible man.

you are no help. i will find her without your curses and stone ways. her nerves frayed with anger as her accented voice quivered.

if he did not wish to spew more vile wishes into the wind, she would depart from him as prickly as a porcupine.