Neverwinter Forest he said "i wouldn't lie,"

Soon comes the guardian, baring his teeth. He reminds her much of the man who had guarded the dark woods to the south, and smiles, coming to a halt just shy of the border. Megara will never tire of the follies of mercenaries. So quick to violence, so slow to rationality.

Greetings, she calls out softly, blinking. I am no trespasser; you have my word on that. Just a traveler, exploring all the parts of this world that I can.

She lifts her chin an imperceptible amount, taking his measure. Your claim here is weak, still, Megara continues. New to the forest, then, or do you lack for numbers? Is that why you face an old woman with such misguided bravado? is the question left unsaid.

She does not wait long for an answer, and, with a small scoff, departs, leaving the other forest behind. Little does she know that their paths will cross again for extraordinary reasons.