Entering the hall, Fervain casts her gaze over those present.
The journey from Greenwood, or Taur-nu-Fuin as outsiders may call it, had been long and arduous, her body aches and her mind hungers for interaction with those of Elven kind.
Tentatively, she continues to walk toward the elves gathered, they all stand close to several overly large fire places near to the back of the hall.









