Alkawen

     Gaildrin enters the room, surrounded by flickering shadows cast by the light of the fireplace, and bows deeply before the lady of the Order. "You summoned me, my lady?", he asks, unsure of what purpose Lady Alkawen had for arranging the meeting.

The sun has almost set behind the Weather Hills, to the west of the Trollshaws, and the third day of the mission was coming to an end. Angelnarth gratefully received a small lit candle from one of the elves around him, which he brought closer to his map, inspecting it thorough.