Ran into Ameira and Phaeron in the wee hours. She asked me about the city, specifically if I thought Dwarves would be able to fix it up. Explained that with the construction methods used, and the current state of it, it’d probably be easier to take it apart and rebuild than to try and fortify what ‘s down there. Not an elf thing, just that if I was able to see room for improvement as someone with no architectural experience, maybe there’s something to that.
It sounds as if they want to set up down there, a base of operations. There are worse places for it, and it’s in a fairly defensible location. As far as we know, it belonged to the surface elves or their kin, so a discussion with the elders is in order before we start making any kind of concrete plans.
Naturally, discussion didn’t go so well. Elves were too stuck up their own asses to look at things from an external point of view.
Guess we’ll just have to undermine them, and take the city for our own regardless.
Gathered everyone up, said our goodbyes, and got ferried back across the lake. Plan from here on is to head towards the Resistance camp, which is underneath this magical maelstrom thing I keep hearing about.
5 days 1 week of largely uneventful travel finally saw us exit the forest. At least it’s assumed. Everything is still foggy as shit, but we seem to be walking on grass now rather than tree roots. That’s a step in the right direction.