Neverwinter Forest Song Bird, Healing Flight

the foggy state of winter thickened the forest.

yet still she must walk the woodlands. unable to simply spend her days in an idle state. it would do no one any good if she became lazy with the cold weather.

it made her grateful that someone called. it pushed her to unfurl her legs and begin the walk towards them.

a girl of moonspear. was this the one?

you have come to forneskja, i am its seiðkona. eyes warm upon the growing girl. perhaps she should be in a rush to discuss the business, but she wishes only to be welcoming. was your travel from moonspear of ease?