Neverwinter Forest Preposterous!

Aya!

She had been home not even a full moon and the men seemed so kind. Well, maybe open, but he was kind wasn't he? He did not sputter the words of an overconfident man.

It was just a compliment, she told herself. It did not need to mean anything!

Yet her own amber eyes examined the warmth of his colors. Pleasantly delighted by the way he seemed like autumn incarnate.

I was born to the village that borders these woods. There was pride but not the haughty kind. She was only pleased to be home, pleased to welcome another new face to her days.

But there is a glacier that lays on the other side of these woods. I stay there when I am not needed at home.