The wooden palisade encircling the entire are of what would be the future gates of the city of Necron showed up in front of Rezar just before sunup the next morning. It wasn't as abandoned as he expected as there were ants moving back and forth, carrying wood and fruits to go store within the impromptu mines the moles had dug. The Melves were also busy, some of them were working under the guidance of a goat man? If memory serves well Rezar knew they were called Satyrs, or was it Fauns?
Rezar watched as a significant patch of land had been overturned, and was currently being tilled by some of the moles, by dragging their extremely long claws through the earth. Some of the elves had noticed his presence, and the moment the first of them gave an awkward bow, the rest of them immediately followed, with the Satyr being even more awkward than they were. Rezar found it amusing, but this was a work in process, even he didn't know how to react to being bowed to.
