Tanure moved through the forest upon silent footfalls, just as the rays of light from the slowly raising sun crept through the branches of the treetops, piercing into the retreating darkness of the night. He took note of the fact his ears did not hear the chirps or the morning song of the birds that normally greeted the dawn of a new day beginning, nor did he hear the chatter of the squirrels as they raced from branch to branch after eachother. From the time he'd taken his first steps, he'd lived in these woods, and could practically traverse the breadth of his entirety with his eyes closed. A skill which for this morning was a good thing indeed, for it was by instinct alone that guided his feet, as his thoughts and mind were preoccupied with things that were once normal, no longer being so, as he headed along the path to the Human town of Esterfell.

Not even the Eldest of the Elven Mages could discern when it had began, but by their best estimations its roots were deep within the ancient ruins near Havenfall, some strange mystical, but eerie like aura that slowly spread like an invisible fog across the lands of Sironde. The animals were the first to sense it, the migration of birds and the herds of grazing animals altered to the point that it had a profound impact upon the Human populations of Sironde that depended on the migrations as a food source. Once the aura had permeated into the forest, even its very essence seemed as if tainted by the slowly spreading aura.

The Elven Mages had petitioned the Council to withhold the discovery from the other races, at least until they had time to better understand its source, but as the reports began to pour in from the Elven Envoys across the land of tensions among the Humankind growing at an alarming rate to the point of stories of of heavily armored beings traversing through the forests, along with rumors of terrifying beasts that were believed to only exist in their folklore being seen as well, the Council decided to make inquiries, but only making contact with those within the highest levels of Human Government that could be trusted.

Which was why Tanure was now a days travel from Esterfell, sent by his Grandfather with a letter of introduction to meet up with the former Vanguard Nikeyrm, Aldred Mermet at the Tavern beside the Spotless Rock Inn. Tanure was familiar with the Human, having been among the unit of Archers of the Elven Army that fought at the right flank of the Humans during several battles of the Scourged war, the Human had made quite a reputation for himself, even among the Elven, which was no small feat in itself. Tanure stopped and paused long enough to drink from a stream of water across his path, then retrieved a piece of dried apple from his pouch and place it in his mouth and started off again, setting a pace that would put him in Esterfell by nightfall.