Neverwinter Forest You soon find you have few choices

Sturdy dens, built with clear care. Eydis paused, analyzing the craftsmanship carefully, searching each for imperfections, flaws. If she were to choose, it would to need to be suited to her preferences. "You made these?" She asked, eyeing the other momentarily.

He had done well, she would praise him for that much. Internally, at least.

"And I can rest here?"