Broken Antler Fen Between two points.

"Oh, don't worry - if I kick the bucket first, I will return to haunt you... until the end of your days. Afterlife will not be half as cool, if you are not in it," Wraen winked and took the suggestion of focussing on someone else's murder instead. They were walking past the wasteland area - the pool of water that had once killed a considerable bunch of trees during flood and never receded - and headed towards the area of the forest where trees were more sparse and gave them good ground for running after, if such prey occurred. 

"How's Niamh doing - I haven't spoken to her in... ages and I kind of feel guilty about. Since our last stint in the swamp, we haven't had any girls-night-out moments since," she mused.