Neverwinter Forest starshine

íruna halted before him, her lavender eyes lifting to meet his golden gaze. his words settled over her like the first snowfall of winter—unexpected but not unwelcome. she stood steady under his scrutiny, her confidence unwavering, though the faintest flicker of emotion softened her sharp features.

“sólhárr,” she began, her voice even but carrying the weight of gratitude. “it is an honor to serve forneskja. to be entrusted with such a role…” she paused briefly, her tail swaying faintly behind her, “is something I do not take lightly.”

her gaze shifted momentarily to the frost-dappled glade around them, the beauty of the land a silent reminder of all they worked to protect. when her eyes returned to him, there was a resolute strength in them, one that mirrored the pride in his own.

“i accept,” she said simply, her tone firm, though the faint curve of a smile softened her response. “i will continue to serve, with all that i have, for forneskja and its future.” her words were a promise, spoken without hesitation, as sure and steadfast as the land beneath their paws.