Neverwinter Forest i’ve lost all ambition for worldly acclaim

not at all :D

It was not his mother he found, but a man. Or rather the man found him. 
Lómion did not know what to make of his presence at first. He was a stranger after all. He was well meaning it seemed, as he assumed by the smile.
Hello. Lómion tried to smile himself, as everyone around him seemed to do. It was courteous. And he — as he was unfortunately unaware of in the moment — was not good at it. His smile was.. well.. toothy. And the corners of his mouth quivered as though he had been holding them up for a lifetime.