Neverwinter Forest warden

the spirits gave the keeper many names, and through them the listener saw the ancient roots of his soul. through them, past and future melded into one long whispered chorus. your soul is old, ingram, the listener told him, seeing endless battle reflected in his eyes. a war that would never be won, fought again and again. spirits give you many names. but unnamed god gives only one, sacred name. you will hear only when your end comes. on the day of your death, faithful keeper, you will know your true self.

turn away from spirits now, wankepa, or they will keep you forever, the listener commanded, sensing that the time for rest was close at hand. the keeper would come into his power, in time; their pilgrimage waited.

congratulations! fade soon & we can have a new one? <3