Neverwinter Forest debris and time

Hi. :3

Goldhawk recognised the dark figure well enough, but did not know her — and so he approached, she being a subject of his social hunt. Ho there, pretty maiden, he greeted her cheerily, long legs moving him forward in a springy fashion. On the lookout for a bit of green? He suspected as much, for she seemed quite intent upon watching the ground and its workings. It was sorely lacking... but it had promise, and a pair of optimistic eyes could spot that well enough.