At the the edge of the village....
Adam stood with the Elder, their gazes fixed on the shadowed path ahead. Azrynn stood a few paces behind the Elder, her yellow eyes watchful, and beside her, a younger Dark Elf woman stood with her hands clasped tightly in front of her.
The Elder's weathered face was lined with thought as he spoke, his voice slow and measured.
"You have recovered quickly, Adam. I expected you to sleep for days."
Adam's lips curved into a faint, tired smile. "I have high vitality. It helps."
The Elder nodded slowly, his gaze drifting across the village, taking in the sight of his people moving through the twilight. "That is... reassuring."
Adam's expression didn't change. "I've had worse."
