Neverwinter Forest i’ll help your all

There was that word again: willows. When Aurewen told him about it he could hardly believe it existed. And now another wolf was affirming such. Even still, it was hard to take his claim as the truth. Before the cave life did not exist, he was almost certain. But hearing the boy's bleak voice made him second guess himself. Maybe, just maybe, he hadn't always been Phillip.

I-I don't... I'm sorry. he paused, then added, The first thing I remember is being in a cave and I was really sick, but Alarian and Midar helped me and- The rambling took his breath away. He seemed so eager—desperate even— to tell the boy his story, the only one he knew. The one that was familiar. The stories strangers weaved for him were daunting to think about.