Neverwinter Forest subhachas

The dried thistle was lovingly encased—done so at a small knoll she had come to haunt most days and store her findings and herbs. There had been word on the wind of the final engagement of their regal leaders—something regarding a bride price fulfilled. Romantic endeavor had always been whimsical to the pixie—but the act of true commitment was a beautiful act in which she could commend… though perhaps not garner envy for.

Drifting through the woodland—attentive mostly to the gentle sway of branches in the crisp winter, Reilly did find solace in the current quiet—even if her true goal was to find the lady @Callyope—Seiðkona—bride to be!