Neverwinter Forest sunburst

When he entered the world, it wasn't with a ton of fanfare. He was just a drab little boy who would have been happy to sleep a while longer. But no, here he was. Squeaking, wriggling, but no more than any ordinary pup would. The world was simple here in the darkness, instinct brought him to feed, and then once he was plenty stuffed, he was quite keen to zonk out unless disturbed. 


Did being reasonably well-behaved make him odd? Or was it just the calm before the storm?