Neverwinter Forest Monza

So sorry for the long wait and the dragged out thread. I have so much writing to do for work related stuff that I really do not have anything in me to write in my free time. :D

"Stories are the currency we use in Brecheliant. Food is amazing, of course, but a good story oftentimes can fill a void in one's hear that food cannot," Dwin replied, surprised at her own eloquence with words, because  usually ideas sounded so much better in her mind than, when she decided to put them in words. Maybe she had inherited more talent in this trade than she had realized. 

"It began out as as a magical forest for wolves of story-teller trade to dwell and find refuge in. But as all magic in this world, in order to keep balance, for every couple of spells and miracles, it claimed lives of wolves. My aunt - Wraen - who was a master story-teller in her lifetime is buried there and, while she does not have a ghostly presence there, when you take a seat near her final resting place, close your eyes and listen, you can feel that supernatural world so, so close as if you could just reach out and touch it," she told. 

"But my parents and the rest of the pack decided that two lives claimed is a bit of steep price to pay to stay in one place. Therefore they moved to my father's childhood home. They kept the name and the story-telling tradition, but I think that... looking at, how things have unfolded over the years, it is not so much the place that is to blame, but the particular magic that my folk have entagled themselves in it. Because again - the forest has claimed a life - and it sometimes feels as if this is a fate we will never escape. Imagination, creativity and a knack for seeing the otherworldly just runs in the family. It may have been a gift to one of our ancestors a long, long time ago, but they could not have realized, what it would mean for the future generations," Dwin said. She had come up with this on the spot. Again - surprising even for herself. 

"Scared?" she asked, tilting her head to the side and offering the man a devillish grin.