Timberlane leaned on his staff and nodded. "That is good advice I think." he said, as he packed up his horse. It was not long after that they rode once more for Greendale. It took them the time he said to reach the forest and then he had to look signs that were the path to the Elven City. Only a few and trusted outsiders knew of them and would be able to find the City with out a problem. The city it self sat within the forests and on the side of a low mountain that was covered with trees. Water cascaded down the mountain side behind the city and flowed about it like a giant moat. It was typical of the Elven way to build, incorporating the land, trees and nature into their buildings. Hidden from the sight of mankind and protected by powerful magic to divert any that might accidentally come near it, unless you knew the path. The next day they came to Greendale and crossed the guarded bridge to the city, and through its gate. Upon arriving at the gate a messenger was sent off to inform the elders that Timberlane had come with three strangers.<br/><br/>They were shortly escorted by a squad of Elven soldiers to an open area surrounded by a stone railing and had a stone floor and surrounded by trees. Here in wooden chairs sat five Elves, dressed in fine clothing, that were fit for royalty. They looked upon the four and one spoke, "Timberlane, it has been a long time since you have been here and now you bring three strangers, elves, but not known to us."<br/><br/>Timberlane chuckled and shook his head but then his face became very stern. "May I present Lotharn, Pegawen, and Allassiel, Elves from the West, past the great plains." One could see the interest in their eyes and the way they sat forward."<br/><br/>"From the west you say. Welcome bretehrn. What brings you across the perilous plains to us?" the One Elder asked.<br/><br/>Lotharn stepped forward, bowing at the waist in respect. "I came seeking our kind here in the East to find out why the Call to return to the Elven Isles was not heeded, and to explore lands I have not yet seen."<br/><br/>The elder smiled. "We did not heed it because we never heard it. Such devices were lost long ago in a dark time." The Elder told him.<br/><br/>Timberlane then spoke up again, "There is more. The One from the West has Returned, as was phrophized."<br/><br/>At that the five stood and looked at Timberlane, then at the three elves. Lotharn sighed and removed the pouch from his belt and opened it. He dumped its lone content into his other hand and held it up. "I found it in the grip of my bow in a hollowed out space. The Bow belonged to my father and his father before him."<br/><br/>The eyes of the five Elders widened and they looked at each other. The one that had been speaking rose from his chair and came forward. He looked down at the stone in Lotharn's hand and closed his eyes and took a deep breath. Opening his eyes he said, "Let me see your bow." Lotharn handed it to him, and the elder ran his hands over it and markings that he had not known was there glowed. He took a deep breath and smiled at Lotharn. "This bow belonged to my wife's brother who took it and the stone to the west to hide it." Putting a hand on Lotharn's shoulder, "Welcome home cousin." He then sighed again and looked at the two women. "Welcome to Greendale." Then to Timberlane. "There is much to be discussed." he motined with his hand and a number of other elves emerged from the trees behind them. "Take them to quarters and see to their needs. Send word to the Humans and to the Dwarfs."<br/><br/>The other elves nodded to them and bade them follow to rooms.