Neverwinter Forest rikkefaul

as all who bask in her light are, he replied, his voice calm, touched with reverence.

he studied her for a moment, the young nymph so eager to learn, her imagination dancing with images of the goddess he held so dear. máni does not choose her children lightly, he said, his tone quiet, yet filled with conviction. but those who walk beneath her watchful glow find their path illuminated.

he allowed a small, almost imperceptible smile to tug at the corner of his mouth, the barest warmth in his typically stoic demeanor. you will know her beauty more closely, one day.