Neverwinter Forest slower & slower

She greeted him with a sweet smile, a gesture of which the brute returned quite genuinely. He did not need to move, nor meet her in her advance, for the tigress moved to meet him instead. Komodo stood there, regarding the sweep of her legs and the flourish of her feathered, dark plume, feeling somewhat stuck to the ground. He ever so slightly dipped his crown to her and let his gaze drift to the ground in deference, then lifted to find his normal composure. 

“Not much ‘ere,” the medicine man said suggestively, turning his visage to gesture at the landscape, still exhibiting the blight of the winter. Perhaps she had come to this place for the same reason and he, and might be similarly disappointed. He turned back, his gilded gaze easily finding hers. “Well, ‘cept you.”