Neverwinter Forest a bargain

solharr strode easily beside @Pangur, the weight of forneskja settled across his broad shoulders as naturally as the cold. the call that drifted through the trees earned his attention, and he slowed, motioning with a flick of his tail for his companion to follow.

the man waiting there was unfamiliar, but respectful. solharr measured him with a glance—the bundle of herbs, the careful gathering of goods. no threat.

you call, and we answer, solharr greeted, his deep voice low and warm as embers, gaze steady upon the stranger. i'm solharr, chieftain of forneskja. this is pangur. his chin tipped toward her, offering the introduction as casually as breath.

he went on, glancing briefly to the bundle the man carried. if it's trade you want, or company, speak it.

and though the words were mild, there was the unspoken weight of his station behind them. the safety of his shadow was vast; to walk beside solharr was to walk under his shield.