Anybody wants me, I'm on the side of the lake opposite the village. Where the lake widens there's a big tree with a spread of thick roots that go down off the bank into the water. I'll be asleep there. Disturb at your own risk.
[Soft, ringing notes of a harp can be heard over the distant ripple of water. They fade away into silence and there is a rustle and a thud. A moment later, Cerceus's face can be seen gazing thoughtfully into the crow's eye
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