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The sun was hovering at the horizon, the new day promising fair weather. The cool breeze rippling through the trees would be appreciated by both elves and halla once the sun rose in the sky. At dawn, her people had begun to load the aravels in preparation for their journey. This area of the Green Dales could still provide for them, but the humans near Ansburg were on edge. They would move again, as they always did.

Ellana, however, would not be following them east. Her task would lead her south, across the sea, an unfathomable distance from Clan Lavellan.