We made it to the top of the building with a single pristine hallway with naturalistic knots and plants along the walls and double doors. Considering the single Fey at the end of the hallway, the Elder’s were in session. I won’t deny that a part of me hoped they weren’t to delay the meeting. The lithe Nymph was covered in wooden armor, a change among the usual guards but many from the Court of Fall and Spring didn’t like the feel of metal, even Adamantine. Her greatsword was pinned against the ground while being held within her grasp. She saw us appear and tensed slightly till she noticed me, causing her to relax. The woman was ready to fight at all times if needed. Not that the Elder’s needed it, many were skilled fighters and mages in their own ways.