Neverwinter Forest strange activities

The excursion up the mountain had been something of an adventure, but Siv had not managed to make it to the peak. She had spent the night holed up in a large cave, and when early morning struck, the honey-coated female made her way down the slick slope of the mountain and had scampered in the direction of the looming forest. Surely, she could trek her way through the wild wood and come across something on the other side. As soon as her paws touched the entrance of the woodland, however, there was an uneasy feeling in her gut. Mist seemed to shroud the area in a blanket of mystery and supernatural air. Siv’s eyes were wide as she tentatively tip-toed her way into the wild timberland. It was early enough that darkness still seemed to dominate the sky, and more noticeably; the forest. Her heart beat wildly in her chest at the sounds of crying birds in the canopy above. Siv liked to think of herself as a fearless soul, but the swirling fog was enough to make her want to turn tail and retreat back to the cavern that she had discovered on the mountainside. Her breathing was quick, and with each noise from the underbrush, her bright gaze would dart uncertainly towards it, subsequently stopping her dead in her tracks. A violent crash sounded from above her head, and flapping wings seemed to fill the air around her. Siv yelped in surprise, darting forward and burrowing into the nearest shrubbery that she could locate. Perhaps, she was not as daring as she had hoped she would be.