Neverwinter Forest the death of pablo

Eshe smiled at the banter between them. Like they were brothers already! It warmed her heart, and when Eshe had heard all she needed to—and he told her he was no killer—she nodded. Alright, you're in. Another brother added to our ranks! Eshe believed that blood was thicker than water, but the wolves of her pack would be considered as such. All of her family except for Bhreac had passed on, so the wolves of Neverwinter would be all she had.

Get some rest, she advised warmly, I'll see if I can find you something fresh to eat. Eshe nodded and paused for a moment, throwing her head up in a howl to inform others of a new wolf among them. The song itself invited any who would join to do so, but in particular she hoped to hear the voice of Goldhawk. Once finished, Eshe moved toward Goldhawk to rub against him gently, mindful of his injury, so her scent would intermingle with his own. She then moved to nip Kyron fondly before departing their company to do as she had said.