Deepwood Weald silver light,

"I see." It was hard to smell others with the rain, but their words led Miriam to believe they were a lone wolf. Like herself, long ago, during her adventerous life before her children. There was a mourn to it, but she knew there could be a day she could go back, "It is a good place to lay." 

"I am Miriam, Miriam Iris Willows," she greeted with a soft smile, "I live in Neverwinter Forest. Before then, I also lived far away." She knew the feeling of being so far from home, and missing what was known.