Returning to the small country of Gaelven, a pillar of shadows shifted into the form of the Matriarch as she manifested inside of her own chambers within her own castle.
"How to find her... How to find her..." She muttered to herself, gliding across the floor with the same ethereal gracefulness.
"How did that little whelp do it the first time? He mentioned... Oh what was it again? Ugh, All these little whelps keep talking and talking, why couldn't they make it interesting enough to pay attention to."
A massive black mass in the corner opened a single tired eye. Cracking it open just enough to peer at the Matriarch, before it let out a low, grumbling grunt and closed its eye again.
"Ah yes, the pendant. Thank you dear." The Matriarch snapped her fingers as she smiled brightly. With that in mind, she turned to the door and glided over to it, humming happily to herself until she reached the door.
