(Considering that, aside from the party, the highest level NPCs in the area are *just* barely capable of 5th level spells, these two skilled adventurers would be the D&D equivalent of placing AA guns and a 100-man platoon of soldiers and armor equipment in a town of ~15k.)<br/><br/>By the time he's done speaking, less than 10% of the elves offer any resistance to the move, and those few will likely be swayed soon; in fact, at the rate they'll move down to Drellin's Ferry, they'll arrive at almost the same time the repair crew will, and adding on an elven community will be much easier than at any other time, the skilled human and elven carpenters working in concert. They'll also be able to benefit from trade, along the road that travels through there; in a century or two, Drellin's Ferry may grow as large as Brindol, especially if Draiss' religion gains significantly many more followers, as they'd be the closest city to his grand temple, and chief holy site.<br/><br/>But, for now, the celebration goes pleasantly; many elves want to meet him, those who missed him the first time, still thankful for using their Staff of Life to resurrect the fallen elf, what seems like so long ago, on top of ending the all-out war with the lizardmen, and the threat of the Red Hand to the whole valley. Expectedly, there are offers of gifts of all kinds, from small baubles, to minor magical trinkets, such as scrolls and potions, to a couple of propositions to spend the night, with virginal elf maidens.