Neverwinter Forest isn't it good to be lost in the wood?

he let himself relax a fraction, glad that these two were kin to the women he found so warm and fascinating. it all made sense. ibis and okeanos had that same sort of quiet comfort; he felt at home again, even though he was quite far away. at the young man's query, cam shook his head slowly, confusion coming over him once more.

sad. sleeping forever. mummy and. . .and, erm, small man. a-ariel, he tried, stumbling over the name. he wrinkled his nose, remembering all too well the iron tang that had assailed him upon arriving at the scene. red and sticky, he muttered, disgusted.

cam rose slowly to his paws, extracting himself from any embrace that may still remain. 'm tired, the boy mumbled, not bothering to stifle a yawn. wanna sleep. he began to wander away from the siblings, headed further into the forest and expecting them to shepherd him along—but at this point, he'd rather be alone.