Neverwinter Forest I can feel your love

alduin, a saint. issorartuyok, of the north. merrick, the bruin-witch.

and her, of many titles, none of which fit quite right. snakeling. night-pearl. shaman. but there it was again, that expectation; this time unspoken, a question lingering behind sanguine eyes. the vantablack hellion rolled her shoulders in a helpless shrug. i don't know, oh how it wounded her pride to admit, for the second time, that this knowledge evaded her. she who heard the spirits, who knew the will of her father's god better than he did, who saw the secrets of the divine between reality's thin threads — she did not know herself.
she wanted to scream.