Neverwinter Forest wash me clean off the land

A guard, then. Catamaran was resigned to the title, though inwardly, he felt himself a far better killer than a protector. A far better killer than a wrestler, too, but how was he meant to show that? He took in Solharr's command with a tuck of his chin and a quiet, "Of course."

He did not say that his deal with Seastorm had been made separately than his deal with Solharr.

He did not agree to keep her from chewing on trees, either; only offered a small curve of his lips in response to Solharr's smile.

They departed from one another. Catamaran turned and went back the way he'd come, resuming the patrol he'd hardly started before the spar.