The Trouble With Elves
Story Emits
A few hours after the sun has fully set, a commotion begins at the city gates. The word spreads like ripples in a lake - The Nox'Alfar envoys have arrived. Unannounced. At night. Runners outrun rumor, perhaps (if not by much), and word is taken to the powers that be that a female announcing herself as "Lorelai, Plenipotentiary of King Calithex" has arrived and requests entrance, along with "Norever, a youngster we have trained in many things, and trained wrong. As a joke."