Neverwinter Forest The place the eye does not see.

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When Hydra requested that he complete a mission to her satisfaction, Talion begun it at once. Despite the grim sky's promise of heavier snowfall, the young Roux-Abrhen felt new determination and made his way North to track the herd he'd been told of. He hadn't even paused to consider how similar the situation was to his most recent disappointment, when Freyja had sent him on a wild goose chase in search of a place to settle her budding pack, only to go on her way and waste his precious time.

Moonspear was already well established, however, and Hydra was not Freyja. He supposed it made sense to send potential new recruits in search of proof that they could follow instruction and be of use, rather than stagnate among the ranks. Talion, although anxious that he might not find any trace of the all that apparently resided nearby, clung to hope that his mission could be completed swiftly.

Exhaustion crept up on him, though he did not let it win until he reached the heart of an evergreen woodland. Slowing his pace, the peppered yearling scanned the darkness for any sign of a good place to rest for a while before resuming his task.