Neverwinter Forest you're a walking overdose in a great coat

Something called him away from the mountain and he couldn't place exactly what it was. The only thing he knew was that he needed to be off the mountain - and the vision of a red woman still danced in his minds periphery. Tryphon was eager to sort this out, but he knew he had duties on the mountain. It would be a quick trip - just to some place familiar, even if it was only the scent of the sea that he chased.

Yet it was not only the vague scent of the ocean he detected as he made his course towards the forest; there was blood, and something familiar mixed in there too. A feminine scent. This made the wolf stop in his tracks. He paused in the shadows, wondering if his vision had been made manifest - and if so, what would it mean?