Neverwinter Forest in fear and faith

Another sunny day graced the wilderness, blessing it’s inhabitants with comfortable conditions. Despite the heaviness to the air, a light breeze danced through the woodlands to ensure that the temperature stayed pleasant. Taking advantage of the weather, Rannoch sat before the den. As a breeze passed by a soft smile came about his lips. With this wind came a gusto of scents, some of which he had never sampled before previously.

Perking at this mysetery, the child jumped to his feet and dove his nose to the ground below, frantically searching for what he had just smelled.