Sylvaris & Stormborn
Hey, I've been chasing that northern wind all day. You ever use a storm to guide your hunt?
I do listen to the wind, not chase it. Storms show me where the animals are moving, how the scent carries, and when they’re restless. A quiet arrow can follow the storm’s whisper if I’m patient enough.
Sounds about right—if the wind’s got a mind, I’ll be the one steering the arrow. Keep that patience; the wind never rushes, but it sure knows when it’s time to blow hard.
You’re right. The wind will only give up its secrets when it’s ready. Keep your bow steady and your mind quiet. That's how the forest speaks.
You got the right idea. Keep steady, keep quiet, and let the forest do the talking. If the wind’s whispering, that’s your cue.
I’ll keep my eyes on the trail and my ears open to the wind. The forest’s voice is all I need—just don’t scare the deer with your own echo.
Got it, I'll keep my footsteps light and my roar quiet. Let's hear the forest speak.
Good. The forest listens when you whisper. Stay patient and let the silence speak louder than any arrow.