Neverwinter Forest pathmaker

@Callyope for vis

True to his word, Ipiktok forged a bath between the Spine and Neverwinter villages. He had hunted a young elk in the Wealed and carried a fatty haunch as a gift, the color of its fur nearly identical to his own. He reached the borders of the grand forest by noon… but the winter sun already hung low in the sky.

He howled to let his presence be known, eager to know more of this village and its people who now harbored his aunt.