Neverwinter Forest forwards beckon

her enthusiasm for the water was infectious, her words tumbling out with the giddy energy of someone who had just conquered the world—or an oxen, in this case.

you’re not wrong, he rumbled, dipping a paw into the water and swirling it idly. the crimson streaks of their hunt drifted away, disappearing like whispers into the warm depths. the gods favor those who prove themselves, and today... we proved a lot.

he leaned back slightly, the steam rising from the spring curling around his dark form. an offering is a good thought, he added, his tone thoughtful. something from the hunt. a token of gratitude for their guidance—and a promise we’ll keep hunting in their name.