Neverwinter Forest i'm beyond the archetype

Kjalarr? Shrike bristled slightly at the name, as it was unfamiliar to him. He had an impeccable memory, especially for names, and would have said something had Kjalarr not continued and replaced that name with Jorunn, and Shrike's mouth opened slighly as he nodded. Yes, he knew that name, and it went along with everything he'd been told- Jorunn, who now called himself Kjalarr, was the male who had come with the pregnant female, Ondine. From what he'd been told, Kjalarr was the adopted son of Scimitar, which made Shrike's heart heavy. He'd heard Allure speak of Jorunn with fondness in her voice, so he'd assumed, then, that she'd accepted him into the family as her father had. He swallowed, quietly, knowing that the news of Scimitar's death would not be taken easily by the male who had been adopted by him. 

He was slightly surprised, then, when Kjalarr spoke of bad timing. His brows furrowed, and he forgot completely about introducing himself. How could this male already know about Eshe and Scimitar? "How did you know?" He asked, suddenly feeling slightly on edge. He reassured himself that Scimitar had not been killed by a wolf, but by a bear, as had Eshe. There was no way Kjalarr could have been responsible for the death. But the news had not yet travelled...As far as he knew, only he, Cypress and Allure knew, as they had been the ones to find the bodies. All of a sudden, the plot thickened, as Shrike overlooked the fact that Kjalarr might have only been referencing Scimitar's disappearance, and Rannoch's as well.