Online:Lady Blightwing

Lady Blightwing
Home City	Brass Fortress
Location	Machine District
Species	Crow
Health	15,000
Reaction	Friendly
Other Information
Faction(s)	Blackfeather Court

Lady Blightwing

Lady Blightwing is a crow and member of the Blackfeather Court found in the Machine District of the Brass Fortress. It is the love interest of the Knight of Marrow.

Related Quests

• Lost in the Gloam: Assist the Blackfeather Court to reclaim a mysterious key.

Quest-Related Events

Before the Knight of Marrow introduces you to the Duke of Crows, it will ask for your help with winning the heart of Lady Blightwing. You can encounter it during the Knight's poetry reading during the quest:

The Ballad of Brisbor Battle-Axe:

Lady Blightwing: "Crowmother help me …."

Knight of Marrow: "My passions burn with forbidden desire...."

Knight of Marrow: "Love, given cruel voice by... the charred flesh of my enemies?"

Lady Blightwing: "Charred flesh? Burning passions?"

Knight of Marrow: "It's all true, my dearest love. I would feed you the flesh of a thousand burnt carcasses, if you would only give me the chance...."

Lady Blightwing: "Of course, sir knight! How could I refuse such honeyed words? I feel a swoon coming on!"

Knight of Marrow: "She said yes! I owe you a debt, crow-friend. Duke! Duke, may I present the featherless poet."

Love Poem LT0782:

Lady Blightwing: "Crowmother help me …."

Knight of Marrow: "My fair maiden of ruin! My heart swells to see you, like a dead cat's belly warmed by the sun."

Knight of Marrow: "Your merits, uh... defy calculation?"

Knight of Marrow: "My pelvic bracket pumps like a piston .... Oh, that's not right!"

Lady Blightwing: "What? Is this some kind of featherless joke?"

Knight of Marrow: "And your face! Your face looks symesital...? Symetical? It looks shiny! So shiny!"

Lady Blightwing: "Sir Knight, that was... unique. So mysterious! I like your face too. Join me on the treasure-heap some time!"

Knight of Marrow: "She said yes! I owe you a debt, crow-friend. Duke! Duke, may I present the featherless poet."

Ode to a Brass Lily:

Lady Blightwing: "Crowmother help me …."

Knight of Marrow: "My fair maiden of ruin! My heart swells to see you, like a dead cat's belly warmed by the sun."

Knight of Marrow: "A brass lily nods … under gentle showers"

Knight of Marrow: "Its shiny petals polished under a rain of kisses …."

Lady Blightwing: "Rain? No rain! It crinkles my feathers!"

Knight of Marrow: "Oh! Not real rain! A rain of … entrails! Yes! Tasty entrails!"

Lady Blightwing: "Entrails? Oh, Sir Knight, you know the way to my heart goes through my gullet. Bring me entrails and I shall share with you … maybe."

Knight of Marrow: "She said yes! I owe you a debt, crow-friend. Duke! Duke, may I present the featherless poet."