Neverwinter Forest trinkets

fade? <3

one delicate brow raised with a curiosity. mainly because her father had only ever been spoken about in...well, fatherly ways around the children. if this high king held stories she wished to hear them all! in time, she told herself.

with loyalty would come bounties.

like the welcome given to her at least. a door opened, she was allowed in. quick was she to welcome herself into this man's forest. as if she had always been here in some regard. perhaps the tie between them made such a thing easier.

"...here, you will forge your own name."

he spoke to her soul in this regard.

as last child she had lived in many long shadows. now she could see the light, a bright future meant to be carved by her own hands.

her tail swished and her tiredness perhaps spoke in her silent willingness to accept his generosity. keen to follow him into the depths of forneskja, to meet the faces that would help forge her too.