Blackfeather Woods He's the one who left home; I'm the one who stayed

he had a need, and an obstacle - and he seemed rather bitter about it all. cormorant nodded as he took in the information, pausing for a long moment when the man's eyes found him again. finally, he spoke.

i could help you, he said, a little reluctant despite that his mind had already been made up. it would be difficult, still, but easier with help. and perhaps cormorant could rid himself of this horrible lingering guilt he felt whenever he thought of the woman he'd left behind.