Blackfeather Woods see, the devil is a liar

Entering the forest? Maegi echoed, brows drawing together. Her face became unpleasant again. The stranger mentioned joining, scouting, training. . . All the while, the Melonii wondered how she could best turn this situation to their advantage. And then an idea struck.

With a brief glance at Parvati, she shifted her weight, posture becoming more decisive. Prove yourself to us as a scout, she said, lifting her chin an inch. There's a man out there, the one that did this to my face. He's big and gray with dark blue-purple eyes. Scars everywhere. Nasty guy. She resisted a shudder of revulsion at the thought of Molag Bal and forged on.

Find him. Tell him Sithis sent you. And then bring him to me. Maegi firmed her jaw, gaze boring into the newcomer. If you do that for me, you can join this pack.