Neverwinter Forest I name your mother and your father

A stranger approaches. They know the name Hokulani shared to the wolf who brought her, and yet Hokulani does not know theirs.

Her head tilts, a smile naturally settling upon her expression. Have we met? Her eyes upper corners are narrowed to match her friendly grin. The question is spoken in a tone that is nothing if not dripping with sweet honey.

And yet her heart speaks it with a malice that will not show through her gentle posture.