Neverwinter Forest starshine

sólhárr let a deep rumble of amusement resonate in his chest at her defiance, his smirk growing sharper. the chill of her gaze, the challenge in her posture, only kindled the fire within him. stepping closer, his broad frame brushed against hers, the warmth of his golden pelt striking a stark contrast to the icy night surrounding them.

íruna, his voice dropped lower, his words coaxing yet firm, like the steady beat of a war drum. the gods speak through us, and their will cannot wait forever. with your children, the next gods will walk among us—seiðkona's, mine, the blood will remain as it should. their strength will be yours, their light will be mine. together, we make forneskja unbreakable.

he hoped his intent was clear. their children would be entertwined, bringing forth future for forneskja's longevity.