Dragoncrest Cliffs Siren song

drusk, lafayette repeated, with a brusque nod. the man said other words he did not know, and then began to sniff along the boundary line. he was uneasy already, and as he lowered his nose to scent where the man had, his blood ran cold as he found an all-too familiar aroma—

"once a man followed your matant chacal back to dis place 

an' said he would return again an' again!"

—manman.

bile hit the back of his throat, and he swallowed it down, beginning to tremble. he somehow found the strength to rise again and look the man in the eye, shaking his head with grave finality.

no' here, he told drusk. gone. you can try lookin' somewhere else.