Blackfeather Woods Come freely. Go safely; and leave something of the happiness you bring.

He was not alone for long, greeted by the Tyros Vandal and Vuk. They were pale, grays and whites rather than the darker tones he was used to. He nodded to them, acknowledging their chuffs silently. He turned, studying their faces. The male was more curious, but the female...scarred as she was she looked frightened, by him or the Woods around them. You need not fear, madam, He murmured to her softly, I will not bite, He smirked then, more welcoming that leering. My name is Miraak,