Neverwinter Forest There once was songbird, struck songless

Kinusi was many things. But she would not allow her father's lessons to go untaught or unused. He had worked for years at his craft and if she could do nothing else. She would honor him at least.

Kini nodded her head. A brief flare of sadness curling into her chest. He had and she missed him. This was the first time in her life she had not slept in the same den as him.

She smiled then. Dad always says stories can transport. And heal just as well as an herb.

Rokkur. Is he nice? so far thr majority was standoffish and kinda rude. Except Callyope and maybe Solharr. Though she still hadn't quite forgiven him for accusing her of not know what she wanted or her craft.