Neverwinter Forest spiritus arbore

his gaze lingered on her for a moment, taking in the sincerity of her words, the way her smile lit up her face like sunlight breaking through the trees. her enthusiasm was infectious, and he found himself nodding.

what is your name? he asked, his tone warm but measured. he wanted to know the spirit behind the glowing smile, the one who seemed to understand the pulse of the forest so naturally.

after a beat, his gaze softened further, and his tail gave a faint sway. would you come with me? forneskja’s roots are deep. you would belong among them.