"No, not the Wardens, but the elves who were with the human there. They said his name is Eburnus, with a friend in Val Chevin with a green house, and that the darkspawn follow the Wardens, and that they were sorry about our people. The people in Vitroluçon, I presume, but it could be wider than that."
Adrasteia takes a breath. "It wasn't addressed, it was left behind to be found. I don't think the elves who were there want to be involved in this, but I don't think they have much of a choice, either." Then, a sip of tea.
Ellis is quiet for a long stretch after that, watching the fire. The tea is still warm, but he doesn't sip it. He is thinking of what he and Richard have been haphazardly collecting. Of what might become of that. Of what Ellis will need to do, where he will need to go. He will need to make the arrangements for that soon.
While he sits and ponders, Adrasteia finishes her tea, and pours herself another cup.
"I don't know. I'd like to imagine they would, but there's no way to be certain."
After all, the letter wasn't a call for help, exactly. More of an apology, and a means of finding the person who'd been leading the matter, she thinks.
"I think, if we were to try, we'd have to get them away from the human they're with first."
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Adrasteia takes a breath. "It wasn't addressed, it was left behind to be found. I don't think the elves who were there want to be involved in this, but I don't think they have much of a choice, either." Then, a sip of tea.
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All these people, gone. Ruined. Dead.
Ellis is quiet for a long stretch after that, watching the fire. The tea is still warm, but he doesn't sip it. He is thinking of what he and Richard have been haphazardly collecting. Of what might become of that. Of what Ellis will need to do, where he will need to go. He will need to make the arrangements for that soon.
"Would they talk to us, if we could find them?"
A no wouldn't surprise him.
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"I don't know. I'd like to imagine they would, but there's no way to be certain."
After all, the letter wasn't a call for help, exactly. More of an apology, and a means of finding the person who'd been leading the matter, she thinks.
"I think, if we were to try, we'd have to get them away from the human they're with first."