Neverwinter Forest tasklane

he nodded, approval clear in the firm line of his jaw. good, stærk, he rumbled, his golden eye steady on the other wolf. you are dependable. i will see you soon, once your task is done.

he stepped back slightly, his massive frame shifting in the snow. may the road favor you, he added, a rare blessing in his low voice. and may the season’s bite find no hold on you.

with that, sólhárr turned, his stride deliberate as he left the weight of the task in stronger paws. there was much to prepare, and little time to waste.