A measured knock sounds against the workshop frame. The Elder stands in the doorway, festival dust on his cloak, his guarded face eased by visible relief.
The Elder
There you are. I had hoped to find you together, rather than searching the lanes in the dark.
Slaan lets the silver constellation fade into harmless motes and steps away from the workbench. She stays beside Nhal as the Elder enters only far enough to speak.
The Elder
The archive keys are secured at the Hall of Welcome. Kynes's people have them under watch, but that has not settled anything.
The Elder
Several townspeople already argue over who should control them now. If they keep shouting, fear will choose for them.
Slaan gathers her green hair over one shoulder and glances toward the evening street. She falls into step with Nhal, leaving the warm workshop behind while the Elder remains at the doorway.
The Elder
I will keep them apart until a calm voice arrives. When you are ready, come to the Hall. They may listen to you before this hardens into another fight.
✓ Quest Accepted
Reach the Hall of Welcome
“I walk with Slaan toward the Hall of Welcome. " Ok" I wave walking to the Hall”
Nhal
Ok.
Nhal waves toward the Elder and walks with Slaan into the evening lane. The workshop’s warm light fades behind them as the Hall of Welcome waits ahead.
The Elder
Good. I will keep them separated until you arrive. No one needs to decide anything while tempers are high.
The Elder returns to the workshop doorway, while Slaan matches Nhal’s pace. Festival dust glows briefly in the lamplight, then settles beneath their footsteps.
Slaan
You make calm look easy. I suspect the Hall will need exactly that before the keys become everyone’s favorite argument.
Ahead, the Hall of Welcome rises beyond the artisan lane, its broad doors open beneath carved beams. Voices gather inside, tense but contained.
Slaan
We are here. I will stay beside you, and let you set the pace.
Quest Complete
Reach the Hall of Welcome