Seven days later, in the Council of elders of the High Elves.
“What you are doing is against the will of the holy tree!”
Elder SINDONAR stood on a seat in the council of elders and slammed his hands angrily on the stone table in front of him. His cold gaze swept across the other four elders.
Three of the elders ignored elder Sindonar’s anger and chose to leave the council of elders.
The discussion ended with a huge difference of opinion. The only elder who remained was a friend of sindonar... the astrologer quitoan, who possessed the ability of prophecy among the High Elves.
“I don’t understand.”Elder Sindonar held the edge of the stone table, the strength was so great that cracks appeared on the stone table. “The holy tree has already expressed its will, ‘placing its hope on the forgotten one’, but the other elders are not moved at all!”
“SINDONAR... Sindonar, how old are you this year?”