Neverwinter Forest strange activities

Nishu Inte… she let the name settle on the tip of her tongue without being spoken for a second before she shook her head. For a Knight, he sure had a funny name. Siv had expected something gallant and noble like Benedict, Arthur, or… Mildred. Dismissing her disappointment in the male’s name, she tried to focus on the fact that he was trying to hustle her along. Now, she was certain that this Nishu Inte had no clue how to treat a damsel in distress, because you sure as hell weren’t supposed to rush them through the rain. He darted ahead of her and she looked up with wide eyes at his retreating grey frame with some panic taking hold of her. “Hey! Nintu… Nettles… Nisha,” she stumbled through his name, trying to remember. “Nancy! Pump your brakes, turbo!” she barked at him as he darted for the comfort and cover he had aimed for. The rain began to splatter against her narrow muzzle, and Siv trotted after him with a cheery expression, relishing the chilly bite that it carried with it. He made a remark about how little bit of cover they would have, but she shrugged her shoulders slightly and looked at him with a pleasant smile on her tapered features. At the mention that he still had nothing to call her by, the young girl cracked a smile and looked at him with batting baby blue eyes. “Oh, little old me? You can call me Henrietta,” she spoke the name fluently, as though she’d been called it her entire life. He wouldn’t know the different. Good ol’ Nancy, she thought to herself as she peered outwards at the falling rain. He had no idea what he was in for.