Neverwinter Forest can you ever really know?

Marching around the perimeters, it was easy to catch the voiceless howl that rushed overhead. Belharra swung a torn ear towards the source, making like a fat man to the front of the foodline at a self important swagger. 

Whoever this lassie was, she sure was worse for wear. Belharra scanned the woman’s features, one eyebrow cocked as she spoke. What happened to you, little lady?