Neverwinter Forest longfur

he shifted his weight slightly, the oxen fur on his shoulders settling as he spoke.

forneskja will be a beacon, he said, his voice low and resolute, carrying the weight of his vision. a place of strength and medicine, where healing and warriors are forged side by side.

his gaze softened for a moment, though his tone remained firm. we will create balance—those who mend, those who protect. the gods have given us this land to build something greater than ourselves. a sanctuary for those who seek purpose, and a proving ground for those who wish to grow.

he tilted his head slightly, meeting her gaze with quiet intensity. you are part of this now, kalyska. your hands will heal. your strength will shape. and together, we will make forneskja a name that stands unshaken.