Neverwinter Forest The Return Journey

thinking about being a person whose personality depended on their occupation frightened araceli. she didn't want to just be known as a hunter, she wanted to be more than that. i'm joking, she sighed. when she'd suggested the name, she hadn't expected mal to trigger an existential crisis.

how long has she been here? she asked next. what sort of pack was too weak to get rid of one loner? it made her wonder how safe this place was and if it was really where she wanted to settle. if i see her, am i meant to attack? was neverwinter made up of brutes, or were they a peaceful lot? araceli preferred neither, but prayed for the former.

pausing for a moment to sniff at the air, she asked mal, how many wolves do you have here?