The morning light painted the fortress in warm hues, casting a serene glow over the camp. As the first rays of sun touched the canvas tents and temporary shelters, the camp was stirring with the early activities of a new day. The air was filled with the sound of preparations and the faint aroma of breakfast cooking.
Elara awoke with a sense of purpose, her mind still occupied with the discussions from the night before. She quickly dressed and headed out to meet with Morgana and the other key figures of the camp. They had much to discuss and plan for the days ahead.
Morgana was already at the central meeting tent when Elara arrived. The mage was surrounded by a few scholars and mages, all deeply engrossed in their discussions and studies. The sight of their focused efforts was a reassuring sign that progress was being made.
"Good morning," Elara greeted as she entered, her tone both firm and friendly. "How are things progressing?"