Neverwinter Forest songtale

the snow crunched softly underfoot as sólhárr moved through the dense trees of neverwinter, his lone golden eye scanning the horizon. the sky was a canvas of deep grays, heavy with the promise of more snow to come, but it was not the storm that brought him here. it was @Kinusi.

her voice, so often filled with stories and songs that danced through the halls of forneskja, had lingered in his mind. she was a keeper of the past and a muse for the future, and he sought her now for a task. one that would be granted with joy.

sólhárr's breath fogged the crisp air as he pushed forward, the wind weaving around his fire-brushed pelt. his steps were measured, confident, but there was a softness in his gait that betrayed a rare vulnerability. he called out, his voice low but firm, carried by the stillness of the forest.