Neverwinter Forest something much

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she looked now for Storm Rising on the Eastern Sea — or @Seastorm as she had also been told.

her instinct was to follow where the scent of catamaran grew thickest. for it had been him who had said that he would tend her flesh while she healed.

callyope had sung her wordless songs beneath the canopy of heimtré.

yet she did not fear weakness in a spirit. she feared restlessness, knew the way long healing took its toll upon mind more than body sometimes!

with her, she carried a gift of a deer pelt. inside it a myriad of things — rich in earthy scents.