Neverwinter Forest I’ve been killing all my time.

As the male explained what fire was, Eimear's ear flicked toward him, but her gaze remained on the distance. The dark splotch marring the gray-blue sky. Oh, was all she said. Fire didn't sound safe, though since she'd never seen it, Eimear still didn't quite understand its implications. Do you think anyone lives there? she asked, turning to glance at the male again. It was then that Eimear realized she didn't know his name. I'm Eimear. Who're you?