Neverwinter Forest What the feck

he was well out of reach. second by second, astara gradually came to terms with the fact she would not catch up to him today. resentful and cursing his existence, the wraith silently picked up after him.

she had no idea if merrick would ever come across her scrapes in the grass, nor what he would think of them -- but truthfully, merrick was the last thing on her mind as she furiously marched after ganondorf, swearing to every soul and daedra in the void that vengeance would be hers.