The fires of battle had died down. The Elven warriors stalwart Sons of Myth Alinor had managed to drive off the barbarians who had sought to steal their wealth from them. Still, the barbarians had taken much wealth and food. The bodies of the raiders littered the harbor of Myth Ellanor burnt to a crisp from the arcane spells the Curunir had cast at them in their support of the soldiers. Many of the invaders where killed but the total number was unknown.
The leaders of the city-state hoped that this would discourage any future raids, but the Elves knew that battle would come again someday. Two hundred and fifty more soldiers where raised. The harbor was damaged before it could even be utilized. Construction would continue at a pace, however. The Elves were if anything a patient people willing to play the long game. Soon a mighty fleet would be built to sail southward in the name and glory of Auri-Al...