Neverwinter Forest Get busy living, or get busy dying

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Although the carpet of pine needles quieted his footsteps, she sensed the stranger coming closer. She ducked her head to peek through the brambles, then gaped slightly when a face swam into view. He was familiar. Even as he asked what she was doing, she wracked her brain for a name. It took her a while, yet she traced it back to one of her first memories beyond the haven of Redhawk Caldera.

"Malachi," she blurted, "right? I, uh... I'm in here being an idiot. I'm allergic to pine needles and didn't realize until too late what I was walking on. I found this little oasis where I'm gonna hang out while I slowly come to terms with the fact that I won't be able to avoid walking on them again on the way out." She tipped her head, feeling an embarrassed flush crawling up her neck at her own idiocy.