Neverwinter Forest morsgol

sólhárr swallowed, the weight of her question settling between them. he looked at her, the pale glow of her eyes catching in the shifting light, and he nodded.

i believe you have much to learn here, he said, voice low, thoughtful. he was not a man of endless words, nor did he pretend to be. but he saw things clearly, felt them in his bones. reilly had a purpose, even if she had not yet unearthed it.

becoming a seer will grant you access.

it was the truth. a seer was not just a title—it was a path, one carved from devotion and trust, from wisdom learned and shared. the spirits spoke in many ways, and those who listened, truly listened, could walk the path with clarity.

his gaze flicked back to the land stretching before them, where the earth met the sky, where the breath of the forest stirred. he did not look at her again, not yet.

if that is the path you choose.