Within moments, they reached the top of the ladder and found a small
group of elves, dressed in green robes and carrying torches. "Here they
are," said the elf at the forefront of the group. His eyes were twin
pools of inky blackness, yet they
twinkled with some latent energy and understanding, and they bore into
Fertal and Artizza like hot coals. "You are youngsters, certainly," he
laughed. "You were obviously quite lost! We watched you wandering about
and we had a good laugh! It has been some time since we've had any
visitors from our northern brethren. There was even some speculation that
there weren't any northerners left! But here you have gone and
proved all doubters wrong!" Fertal looked at Artizza blankly and shrugged, and she returned the same look. They both began to giggle. "And they have come just in time!" Tursil rejoiced. "It is nearly Midsummer's Eve!""Indeed," replied the keen-eyed elf, "maybe they can even give a hand in the preparation! But let us set all that aside for tonight! There is going to be a full moon!" Fertal felt a sudden rush of adrenaline(if it could be called that) upon hearing this, a wild sensation he had never felt before. Artizza became so giddy with excitement she finally let out a tremendous cry, which the others evidently found amusing. The green robed elves then beckoned for Fertal and Artizza to follow them down a simple walkway made of two ropes, one set higher than the other so one could grasp it and gain extra balance. Without any fear, they nimbly sprang after their elders, amazed at how easily they traversed through the tree-tops.
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