Humanity on the move
King Belerian studied the map before him carefully. Based on the information they had provided and the request from the Twilight King they knew roughly where the Elves were said to be. Per their communication that bastard had really defeated the elves and took their crowns. A mix of fear and anticipation ran down his spine. That strange Arrived hadn't asked for any real help prior to the attack. A few strange requests to do with logging in the Amalor region and some basic supplies. Most of what they had provided were simple resources, base metal ingots and food supplies. He had been more than happy to approve the simple requests. It kept a chain of communication open for them to exploit.