Greatwater Lake i've had a famous man on his fire escape

The male spoke again, once more engaging in riddles. The speech drew another dark frown from Caiaphas, who now regarded the male with a cold indifference.

He spoke again of death -- Caiaphas wondered if he had ever dealt that eternal darkness, and her lips pursed in a warmth-less smile. Death was not the worst to happen to men -- and with a smooth flourish of her sopping tail the little wraith rose. "Have you ever killed a wolf, Slade Nightmare?"