Multiple Races, One Goal

The humans and lizardmen entered the Elven Forest together. The forest was so vast that they traveled for several hours before the elven settlement finally came into view, with enormous trees stretching high above them and dense vegetation covering the land in every direction.

Waiting at the edge of the settlement were four individuals, with a large gathering of elves and druids standing behind them. Their arrival had clearly been expected.

"You must be the additional forces our great ancestor spoke of."

The speaker was an elderly druid who stood at the front of the group.

"You have met our ancestor as well?" Siar's eyes lit up with recognition.

The druid nodded before turning toward the people beside him.

"Then allow us to introduce ourselves. I am Markus, the current leader of the Druids."