Neverwinter Forest deepest forest, darkest wood

The pain in Vaire came in waves, as he voice undulated, becoming cold like sea ice or rolling like an angry ocean, unleashing a torrent that had probably been pent-up for too long. She named people, speaking of a wandering mother searching and not seeing what was already there before her; Kilgitsuk felt this now, as a parent and as a husband who had seen his wife go off with one son and return without.

It was not so uncommon for people to return to their villages, or the hearth of their mothers and fathers, and find a dearth of younger siblings — but to find them so late, that was indeed a shock! It was clear that Vaire felt more than slighted, more than abandoned. This deepest betrayal was something Kilgitsuk could not share the feeling of, but he was empathetic all the same.

He did not know what to say to help her.