Just as the morning sun rose from the east, Faeranduhl arrived at the camp of the elves. They were almost ten kilometers from the place where the humans were captured.
The place was almost the same as the one the elves had set up after their arrival at the shores of O'rriadt island. Sprouts of small, and some oversized tents, lined a wide clearance over a mountain. The mountain was crowded by boulders and overgrowths under the bases of trees. Trees seemed to move after the wind blew.
