Neverwinter Forest ukalliq

It was hard, to love one who did not fit among your world. Even moreso when it seemed exhaustive to tend to the fruits of that forbidden love. Yet she did not want those things to rot her sister. It would be best to uproot the plant whole.

She reached to kiss the ginger temple of her kin.

They were women, these were not things they needed to do alone.

Even if her heart lurched at the name placed to this Tartok man. Him? Had he not felt insult at being asked no bride price? Or was it the opposite perhaps?

He knew the people of Moonglow, he knew their ways — follower or not in the beliefs. She found a million things she could have asked after but resigned herself to not further burden her sister's tired mind with this man. She would reserve these things for their mother's ears when a private moment could come.

Now was the time to console and comfort.

There will always be a safe place to speak among us and these things...they can be sorted, happiness can be brought to you and your children.

Let me help carry your heart, sistraa.

We will go home. We can eat and I will fill your ulaq with stories for your children. You deserve peaceful moments in these times.