We all slept comfortably in our cottage, and the following day we decided to accompany our Mama and the other refugees to Sylfre, so that they could feel secure while we pursued the raiders.
At half distance from Sylfre, we arrived to Cousin Alfrediel's inn. Cousin Alfrediel has always been interested in Streisan, although he is too clumsy while courting and very slow cutting trees with a trident, and because of these important reasons, Streisan had never taken a liking for him. A pity, as they would make such a nice couple! And he is a very good cook!
Anyway, other refugees from Leavendale had flocked to the inn and the smoke of the town had been noticed by a group of valiant Elven Rangers that had grouped together to investigate the tragic events. We left the refugees with them, and Mama with Cousin Alfrediel.
Vistra had told us that he was in a pilgrimage to Wyllea, the capital of a human caliphate called Delornen that expanded to the south of the Sylfaen forest. We all agreed that Delornen would be a good place to obtain more information about the raiders... and we were also curious to see how her relation with Tyrion would evolve, so we decided to accompany them... Sisters' Power!
