Aifiolosse

The four Elves gathered closer to the study as Luminere began her examination of the rune stones recovered from the body of her sister, Gilmorwen.  Seregrían cast glances to both Aifiolossë and Teahesto, a silent message to be mindful of what was happening, her hand never straying far from her staf

Seregrían produced a scroll from her robe, bound in red, and laid it on the table before Luminere.  “These are my own notes - my analysis of Gilmorwen's effects - I invite you to see them, and comment.”

Seregrían and Aifiolossë stood together in the Grand Hall as Teahesto entered with the mysterious guest, Luminere.  The elf-woman slowly dropped her cowl to reveal a fair but solemn face, framed by smooth dark hair with traces of silver, eyes aglow and dancing in the lights of the hall.

Dawn rose above the gables and spires of Torech Besruth.  Captain Teahesto alighted from his mount in the courtyard of the grand manor and walked inside, the doors unusually open at this hour.  He walked into the Gallery and down the corridor, entering the expanse of the Grand Hall.  Cheerful hearth light lit the room, but he could see another glow from fl