"Legend says Nocturnal laid a curse upon the cowl he took. His name and face were swallowed by the shadows, blotted from history forever. He could recite his name for you a thousand times, and you would not remember it; he could stand before his own wife, his own parents, and they would never know him." Felix might shoot a curious glance toward his companion when he finishes quoting: surely the great Ixis Naugus can appreciate the horror of being simply erased.

"But who knows what methods she prefers to employ? Especially when she has her chosen avengers," he adds, looking to the deceased Nightingale.

...And then Naugus hurries right ahead to examine the pitch darkness ahead of them. "Wait- be careful!"

Their guide still seems unconcerned, though he's giving Naugus a look from beneath his mask for running ahead. There's little to fear: Naugus will find that darkness is a mass of deep shadow not unlike the kind he's used to traversing. Should he touch it, it stirs beneath his claws, little wisps rising and tangling with the air.