Neverwinter Forest mod is þæt þonne mæg

sleep had found the man. it was a wholesome, full sleep that left him completely soundless. features, usually so gruff and hardened, softened by the allure of a full comfort. almost as if he were a boy again, nestled at the underbelly of his mother.
what a dream that would have been, if not disturbed by the crunching of brush underpaw.
he did not startle, however. when he awoke, it was slowly; with the stretching of wide jaws, teeth revealed and tongue rolling forth from the cave of his mouth like a slumbering bear. eyes blinking open, looking drowsily up at the dark-furred silhouette.
was that...? ah! it was! hāl, cicero! he hums.
raedwulf's eyes narrow not in suspicion but in the art of observation once more, looking deftly across the healer-man. he thinks it is silly that he hadn't noticed the scent before. something had been so familiar about the fronds and trees of this neverwinter forest, and now he knew: it was the home of this one. his scent was peppered through out it, vague here and there. just enough to sample.
þū hæfst mē gemēt, lǣċe wer. raedwulf says gravelly, voice still threaded with sleepiness. he moves wrong when he tries to rise and greet the man, resulting in a loud hiss of pain and a grudging wince, once more settling onto his side. se bera hæfde mē wel genumen. swā ġeþincð, þonne mon spēle mid mōdrum, nā? looking with bemused brown eyes to the crippleman.