Neverwinter Forest and i sit on the curb 'cause it's the prettiest night

ranveigh lit up. yes, she replied emphatically, i should be more excited that you speak mine!

i come from a band of northerners who lived by the sea, she straightened herself out some, standing taller but not aiming to threaten. halivaara. a small group. it's probably of no interest to you.

ranveigh was beginning to get nervous. this man, thus far, had shown no sign of enthusiasm about her presence, let alone granting her entry. she needed to think. her pulse fluttered in her chest so hard her ears began to ring.

what do you and your people need right now? ranveigh offered as a hail mary, her brows lifting in earnest hope. i am flexible. i can hunt, i can fish, i can protect, i can do a lot of things.