Neverwinter Forest I do admire your courage

Íruna stepped forward at Callyope’s motion, her eyes briefly taking in the contents of the ramskin.

She nodded faintly, her gaze flicking back to Callyope. “Strength and peace,” she repeated, her voice even. “They belong here.”

It was a straightforward observation, spoken without lingering too long on the thought. After a long bout of silence, she cleared her throat.

"Shall we pray, Seiðkona?"