Neverwinter Forest You soon find you have few choices

he watched her, reading the pause between her words, sensing the hesitance like a tremor beneath the surface. he saw the weight of whatever journey she carried, the restless urgency in her stance, claws burrowing as though tethering herself to a fleeting thought of rest. 

he gave a slight nod, letting his quiet strength do the convincing, a silent promise woven into his firm stance and unwavering gaze. a place to sleep, yes—but it could be more if she allowed it. a sanctuary, perhaps, from the endless search, a momentary reprieve for the road-weary. i am sólhárr, hárkonungr of forneskja.

he turned slightly, nodding to the vast northern lands beyond, as if to say, the land is vast, but here, you will find your peace.

walk with me?