Neverwinter Forest belong

Eydis shook her head, gaze remaining averted. I am yet to meet her. She admitted, voice hushed. Rokkur is the one I have confided in. He caught me by chance. The experience had been a rush of harsh emotions, one that Eydis had worked to block out.

He knew that the man had been good to her, spoke to her softly and bathed the sin from her dirtied skin in the horrific light of the moon. She was grateful for his efforts, but embarrassed nonetheless.

Forneskja is.. good. She spoke, releasing a breath. I stayed because I had nowhere to go, now I stay because I am not alone.

For far too long she had isolated herself. A cruel punishment self-inflicted for crimes she had not committed.