Arrow Lake Phone Home

Elfie had been unable to find anyone, who would want to accompany him on his quest to find willowbark for Mahler. It had been especially hard, because he had not approached anyone to ask and no one had therefore volunteered. Fallout with Quellcrist had cut deeper than he had wished and now, fearing that even by trying to communicate with other people, he would mess up royally again. 

So with no other solution in mind he chose the first path he saw and set out on his own. For the first few miles he frequently stopped and looked over his shoulder longingly, but the further he got away from Sagtannet, the less pronounced his unrest was. And when he saw the familiar glint of Arrow lake, he calmed down completely. This was a place he had visited before. 

Just like the last time there was a stranger there already. He could not recall, what had the other person looked like, but he knew for sure that this one was entirely new. She seemed to be sleeping by a pile of odd objects, therefore Elfie drew closer very carefully, not wishing to wake the wolf, but also immensely curious about the treasure pile that reminded him of Mou and his gems.