Dragoncrest Cliffs The Prince And The Dragons

Thuringwethil doesn’t know much about the culprit other what little Amekaze has given her. She knows he had a hand in torturing Wildfire, though the details are vague, and looking at Arrille doesn’t give her he feeling to tear him apart. His similarly means something, or it doesn’t, but neither of them is going to know. The Woods wolf might as well be his brother if he knows his father, or it is a trick being played instead of the typical physical torture he’s been known to offer.

Neverwinter Forest. It is not a name she knows, nor information Eske brought back with her during the first scouting trip. By the looks of the loner, it likely disbanded long ago. If he were anything to worry about, he'd likely look better than he does now. Furi had taken pity on him, in a way she doesn't expect out of Blixen, but she is curious enough to entertain the thought a little while longer.

“A wolf from Moonspear. One of ours. I suspect more than that,” she says, though she lingers on the thought. “Do you know anything about Blackfeather Woods?”