Neverwinter Forest gravesinger

Kalyska’s ears twitched, and a faint smile softened her expression. Callyope’s words warmed something within her, like the first rays of sunlight breaking through a cold, clouded sky.

thank you, she said softly, her voice carrying a quiet sincerity. Heimtré sound like place of much peace to be able to eat a meal without looking over her shoulders offered her a sense of comfort, a sentiment that was starting to become foreign. 

her hazel eyes glimmered with curiosity as she lifted her head slightly. Iruna, Rokkur... she tested the names on her tongue. new stories to learn from others offered valuable knowledge, something she noted she would need to understand the traditions held.