Ankyra Sound to live and die by the sword

the woman asks many questions — several and more that the dreadfather cannot concretely answer. it is not their duty to keep their druids upon the shores of the accursed blackwater islands. for all of their flaws ( in this there are many ), making prisoners of their druids was not one.

and ...they had came too late.

their nightwife had flourished with their druids until things had begun to fall apart. trust placed in the wrong wolves, the dreadfather is wont to believe.

speakers that knew not one what they dabbled with and too many cursed ones.

it is the way of the tides. they come and they recede. and the dreadfather is not too broken up over it. it is because of their nightwife that they remain: lonely and ironbound. though, they suspect the listener would find them no matter where they venture to — and the idea of planting seeds of the daedric princes in other packs, collecting faithful acolytes that could be moulded into druids is a ...tempting one.

they do as the daedric princes command, a lofty shrug is given. there are more beyond myself and my nightwife; many that live within the voidrealm.