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The Lady Elisbeth accompanied by Khalis Imieran seeking a way out of the catacombs below the long forgotten dwarven stronghold of lore discover the lair of a creature most ancient.
The Hall of Fire was still and empty. The large fireplaces, burning with its usual comforting flames, lit the hall with its soft glow. Not a single elf stirred. Except one.
The Hall of Fire glowed with its usual soft light, elves scattered across the area in small social groups as normally seen. Faorie gazed searchingly around the hall until she found the one she sought – Elisbeth. Straightening herself, she confidently took the steps forward needed to stand beside the lady and leader of the Warband.
Nelnardis held a gathering in celebration of her birthday where Elisbeth, the lady and leader of the Warband, Khalis, Thendryt, and Faorie attended.
Faorie was the first to arrive. She began by congratulating Nelnardis on her special day, and not long after her arrival Khalis had made an entrance of his own.
He was dressed in elegant casual attire, which was not a normal sight to behold, but a pleasant one nevertheless.
Faorie led Nelnardis into Imlad Gelair where they stood within the immense gazebo under the darkening sky.
Shortly before they decided to make their way to the relatively private area, Khalis had advised Nelnardis to speak to Hiril Elisbeth, leader and lady of the Warband - causing the young Leutha Maethor concern. He left the two, leaving Faorie and Nelnardis standing alone beside the Homely House. Nelnardis turned to Faorie with an anxious expression, asking her what has happened that would require an audience with Elisbeth.