Blackfeather Woods oathkeeper

"If we find it, yes," said Sheogorath simply and he continued to walk. He wasn't too sure they'd find any; he knew Cicero had grown some here and there, but he hadn't checked as much on them this winter and his memory was hazy. A lot had perished during the famine and while some had regrown, winter had delivered yet another blow.

He continued to walk in silence until they came across a small pile of earth next to a tree. "Ah," he said with a glimmer in his eyes and he sniffed the earth. It had only a faint smell of Cicero on it but hopefully it was a jackpot situation. He started to dig without explaining himself, hoping to land upon the poison cache he was searching for.