Felix Caelus

"My thought exactly." Though Felix is increasingly prepared to compromise on manners the more he hops over tree roots and weaves round suspicious shadows. When Naugus halts he almost skips right into the Mobian's back, and has to sidle around him to study the speaker.

Who appears to be a ghost, as he steps into clearer view: a transparent shade whose outline glimmers softly. He seems to be wearing some kind of sleek armor, and a hooded cloak draped elegantly behind him. His face is covered by a smooth, softly angled mask, but Felix notes the throaty Khajiit purr to his voice when he speaks again.

"Why, I am but a harmless Nightingale; a Sentinel of Nocturnal bid to lead you through her realm." He takes the torch and its white flame down and beckons them. "Come, strangers. I shall guide you."

"Ah," Felix says softly, "so perhaps they are real."