Neverwinter Forest Listen Song Bird

so sorry for the wait!!!

he listened with a still expression upon his face as she spoke, a careful nod that spoke of a somewhat approval, as if she had earned his curiosity. yes, he murmured, then, turning his view away from the girl, back to the sizeable stone within the grove. slowly, rökkur would pad towards it. air drew into his lungs through an open maw...

...and when the breath left him, he would speak: this is where our stories will be told for as long as forneskja stands, the verndari said. he would take another breath, then, quick and quiet. before he would say another word, he would turn back to look at the girl that the king had sent to him. he saw potential within her. do you wish to tell your stories here, söngfugl? and it would all depend on what she said next.

the sögumaðr would take the girl in, if that was what she wished. teach her what he knew of storytelling, listen to her tales, and, perhaps when she was older, recite some of his own. scarlet eyes searched her face, then. watching her expression.

awaiting words.