𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚂𝚘𝚛𝚌𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚂𝚘𝚗 (no spoilers)

Why is there an elf singing at the dawn's cracked arse

// so, I got fired today. Uh, not really sure what to do now. Probably not gonna be on for a bit.

He didn't even know until a year had passed. But, hell take her comfort with a greatful smile.

Heh... No not, not really. Anniversaries and such. Missing his father.

Noble implies a sacrifice of importance. Just a bit of blood, and a stick in his heel. Nothing he can't fix.

The forest was crying. Something corrupted had slipped in while it slept, and tried to poison the earth. It asked me for help, and I gave it.

Perhaps they should go to market and restock... Those go bad, you know?

Muchly so, cub. It seems his father's lessons didn't quite take. ... Though, to be fair, he was quite close to sleep when he went out.

Right. Don't go barefoot in the snow. Especially not in the forest... There's a big pokey thing in his foot.

"Then you're hiding from your nature. As am I." Einhard felt something ugly curl in his chest. Here he stood, denying a man who he had once been. Left in the forest, surrounded by creatures. And with no where to turn. "So you must go."

"Mmm." Einhard took a moment to observe the area. They were deep in the forest. Nothing aside from beasts and wildlife. "I don't care. About condemnation, or political outrage. Leave my forests, and do it quickly." Swiping a hand downwards the man's remaining bonds were cut.