Everlaen:Story:Facing the Council of Everlaen

The 15th of Mirtul, Year of the Staff

Annuk'nuffy returned the glare of one elf as she leaned closer against her husband, the eyes of many here distrustful of those who had returned, only three of the five here having been known to the people of the village as those who departed just days before. Despite the distrust, wounds were being cleaned and tended, and fresh food brought out. Behind her, Index quietly held a small cup of water, not drinking, more interested in examining the silver cup on his open palm, talking to any who didn't turn away from him, asking about its manufacture and artistic stylings, or telling of similarities to those of sun elf manufacture in ancient southern lands.

Brinoi, cleaned of the blood of the spider creature, spoke in quiet tones with several others of the gathering elves. Finally she turned to the group.

"Please, start at the begining and tell us all that has transpired?"