Neverwinter Forest Alone—but not adrift

íruna’s smile grew at callyope’s reaction, warmth filling her lavender gaze. she could see the emotions brimming in the other woman’s amber eyes, and it filled her with a quiet sense of pride.

“you will learn them,” írúna assured her gently. “and when the time comes, hárkonungr will hear them and know they are spoken with love and devotion.” she paused, her tail swaying softly behind her. her composure relaxes for a moment. “i would be honored to help you prepare,” she says, dipping her head slightly. “whatever you need, i will see it done.”

she tilted her head, catching the thoughtful look on callyope’s face, and arched a brow, her smile faint but curious. “and decorated, you say?” she mused, a soft teasing lilt to her tone. “do you have something specific in mind, seiðkona?"