In the shadows of a ruined tower waits a lone wolfkin, old, ragged, and one-eyed. He claims to have ushered Antelia here to deal with her trauma and perhaps gives Mourningcloak the tools he needs to fulfill his knightly oath. Meanwhile Darrow rushes to find his lost love with so much gusto that he tumbles into the pit where she is said to be. Will he find light or darkness?

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