[Forest of Stilled Voices]

The two hunters know where Silent Feathers Drifting's territory is. They need to leave the forest the same way the dead elves came and keep going until they reach a river that flows down into a lake. He presides over a hunting lodge on the shores of said lake.

"He's the King's dog, just like you. But wiser and so he serves only out of debt," the Carrion Knight hisses, resigned to their fate and trying to make any jabs they can.