Neverwinter Forest tammasialuk

She could have wept to hear the Tartok man.

One who called so open and loud for child, for mother of his children. For her sister. She did not have time to cry, so the sky saw it fit to do it for her.

Kigipigak! Her own voice bellowed now, strong and pointed. Her large size came in use for times like these, where she crashed through the forests to intercept whatever path he walked.