Neverwinter Forest depollute me, pretty baby

Though Alaric was late to the party so to speak. It was admirable to have two packs from one. And possible more. If he was remembering there had been talk of one of the other daughter's starting her own pack, but he couldn't remember fully. He hadn't been paying attention. He had met her once. Pretty fawn like thing, she had been paired with the one that had an accent. That he hadn't spoken to the night of the big hurrah. The night he had decided to take himself out of the running so everyone else had a chance.

Alaric grinned. Listen the moon swoons at my singing. She isn't tone deaf. he teased quietly. It was all in good fun. He knew she had a girlfriend and he wouldn't encroach upon that, but his general nature was to tease.

He looked around. What about you? Are you a shadowwalker? A shadowdancer?