Neverwinter Forest a bargain

To hear this man mention gods piques Mojag's interest, but he does not interject until he has heard the full request intonated by this leader of Forneskja. To live so close to Kukutux' village, or within the forest that once belonged to a moon daughter, meant that some beliefs could have been shared. Mojag had met many people with various viewpoints and spiritualities—and while now was not the time to ask such intimate questions, he made a mental note for later.

His gaze followed Solharr's to the blackstone, and back again to the man's face. I will bring more when I find it, then. And as for silverbark—...the gorge, you say? In the core of the mountains? I had thought to cross them someday. Perhaps I will go soon and see to this for you.

A thoughtful look crossed his face, although much of what he could have said remained unspoken. Travel plans, mostly; plotting a course over what he could remember of the valley. I am glad that I can be of some help.