My name is Duskdream Twilight, but my old friends, dead now, used to call me Duskdream the healer. I know every herb, weed, bush in the forest. I am not much of a fighter at paw to paw combat, but I have near perfect aim. Before I found my way here, I served under Swartt Sixclaw the warlord. I was his own personal spy, and I was off finding the treasure of the ocean cove, because before Swartt vowed to kill his enemy the badger he was always seeking plunder and riches. One night when his enemy the badger was still his slave he was going mad. I told him that I was related to him, because he was my uncle, but he would not believe me, and as a punishment I was to leave him for eight seasons seeking the treasure. "And don't dare come back without it!" His blade flickered evilly in the firelight. When I left him and all my friends, I vowed to return with the treasure and smash it in his face, but alas! I returned and every beast I had ever called matey were slain, lying in front of the dreaded mountain Salamandastron. A small group of Hares were burying them one by one. It was near dusk, and I was scared. I know that Hares are deadly figters and I did not have my bow and arrows. I silently snuck off into the night, the darkness covering for me, for I am black all over. On my way I realized that Swartt was dead, and my troubles were over. "Please, can you show me the way to fort Nightshade?" Do I have the treasure? maybe you will know, if you give me rest.