The door slowly creaked open to reveal an elderly woman at the door.  She had heard of the strange man that Emma had brought into the village, so she supposed this was him.  "I was wondering when you would get here."  Pulling the door open further, she stepped partially behind the door to let him in.<br/><br/>Upon entering, she carefully closed it behind him, glancing out at the few who were watching the man closely.  Turning back to the room, she motioned towards a chair, "Sit, I will get us some refreshments and you can tell me what it is on your mind."  Walking into a little room off from the living room, you could hear the clinking of glass on glass, a plate being taken from a shelf and placed on something wooden.  Then things being stacked on a tray that the woman eventually carried into the room and placed on the table in front of the stranger.  Pulling a chair up to the other side of the table, she started to pour him some wise and offered him a plate of fruit and sweet bread before sitting back in her chair.<br/><br/>"My name is Loril, I am the eldest of the tribe, and I know you have much to tell me.  So start with your name."<br/><br/>Crossing her arms across her lap, she patiently waited for what this man had to say that was so important to him.