Erlos arrived in Ronan in no time, and he went straight to Leeora's home where he found the elderly elf busy segregating a batch of dried herbs in different baskets and wooden containers. They were ingredients freshly provided to her by a merchant from another city for her elixir-making.
Leeora looked at the young elf who entered her house looking as if someone stole his future away from him.
"What happened to upset you?" Leeora asked as she continued to work.
"What else can happen when I am blessed to have such a wonderfully fair and just master?" Erlos said with a pitifully sad smile.
"Hmm, what happened?" she asked.
The young elf simply sat on the chair opposite the High Elder, not answering her. "Oh, Elder, I came here for official matters." He proceeded to help her arrange the herbs. "Sire asked me to get your strongest incense available, one that can suppress the scent of any other things," he informed her idly.
