Neverwinter Forest rikkefaul

the spirit spoke! who was she to be so blessed to hear the forest speak so boldly? she'd heard the trees whisper, the soil rumble, the streams cry. but never before had they sung to her so clearly! 

her pace quickens, an eager pounce to her steps jolts her to the water's misty edge where the hope of a spirit morphs to that of a man. she is breathless from her sprint, a flare of embarrassment beholding her in the thought that she had truly mistaken the man for a nymph.  

but she does not linger on this feeling, shaking it from her coat and calling to the man with warmth. "i thought you a fae!"