Neverwinter Forest A Thief in the Night

On her next trip to the wilderness beyond the Barrier mountains, Wraen chose a different route, so that there was plenty of distance between her and Moonspear. She could easily imagine them being more defensive of the hunting grounds that bordered directly with their claim in the mountains, and had no wish to cause problems because of that. Along her way she stopped briefly in sentinels, to see, how the forest was faring during the late weeks of autumn, then scavenged for a while in the Stavanger bay that laid empty and unclaimed. Finally, in order to hide from the winds and waves that were becoming stronger as the day went on, she turned southwards.

This is, how she arrived at the fringes of the Neverwinter forest. Never during her stay in the wilds had this place been claimed by anyone, therefore she was very surprised to find out fresh scent markings along the line. What she found more peculiar, after walking by and studying them for a moment, was that it was a smell of one wolf only. Kingdom of a single king and warrior. How interesting. Amused by this thought, she sat down and began to plan her route back home anew.