Deepwood Weald silver light,

Water, dripped of her lilac pelt despite trying her hardest to hide away from the rain. It didn't seem like it was letting up, and only poured harder as the day was going by. She was going to need to go back to Neverwinter, regardless if it led up or not.. However, the place enough was hard to navigate, she didn't have much confidence in getting back.

Then another came forward, perhaps another lost soul, "Hello.." The maiden said, softly greeting them.