Neverwinter Forest currents

The man wasn't out for long, which could have pointed towards his true constitution. Glaukos readied another attack if he needed it, tense and looming with purpose; at least in this instance he'd held back enough to avoid breaking any bones, although he wasn't convinced that it wouldn't be necessary at some point.

Vaire was not a name he knew. Solharr had said his wife was the daughter of the moon-woman, but he had not told a name. Perhaps this was the daughter; perhaps this man was also after the power of the witch and her family. Glaukos idly compared what he'd seen of Solharr against the pitiful man in front of him and could reason why a woman would not have any interest.

Get out of here. The moon-daughter has a man already. He lifts the stray man up by the scruff and shoves him, trying to make him move, or at least stand on his own four feet long enough to be directed out. This is Solharr's land. Trespass again and you will have that voice cut out of you.

The bear snapped his boorish head towards the pale man's haunches, and with a snarl, gave all indication he was about to charge again.