Neverwinter Forest sure as hell not going up

If we have a choice.

She wondered at that — but there were matters more pressing to attend. Seastorm watched the bounty hunter carefully for a moment, considering her next words. He already seemed agitated, to her — or perhaps anxious, but she'd never been good at picking out the finer details.

We'll be followed, She pointed out finally, hushed. Until now they'd been sheltered by the forest and its many inhabitants. Out in the open, where anyone could stumble across their scents, it would be a different story; not a matter of if but when. They knew where to look — and, more importantly, they knew her.