Vanyel gazes upon Selune

“You are far too kind Lady Selune. I do not deserve such a gift.” He protested.

“You have shown yourself to be worthy of my gifts little owl. I have seen what you’ve done while you’ve been here in Faerun and that is why I am aiding you in this, and other, ways.”

But before he could protest more he found himself standing back in the Cloakwood, and within a heartbeat Clint appeared before him as well. He felt some new energy flowing through him, he turned his thoughts towards Selune, and he felt the thrum of the portal to his rear in a way different from the normal almost static electricity way it feels when you are physically near one.

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'Maybe this is what she meant.' He thought to himself for a brief second before noticing the red eyes that were swarming around him and Clint. Letting loose an arrow.

“What about you? You see anything?”

“I met a, uh, goddess I think? Her name was Selune. She gave me a new ability to help me get back to my home.” Vanyel said still kind of confused about everything that had happened in the Cloakwood. “But for now we should get back to Beregost, I think we could both use a good long rest.”