Neverwinter Forest But we see it, the rest of us. And we lie.

So they were on the same page. Belharra hadn't once considered her life in danger here -- her one on one encounter with "the children" as Asmodeus so aptly put it, had only served to make her feel pettiness towards them. 

Belharra couldn't say hunting people was beneath this man. Her impression of him was that perhaps he was a viper - amusing to see, dangerous to behold, and even more-so to prod or instigate. Nothing like "the children" in the woods. 

Nah. Bloodsport isnt my thing. So is your thing enchanting young maidens in pine forests and doing their bidding? Her eyebrow raised and she cocked an easy smile, padding alongside him. He might be dangerous - but he was anything but boring.