Tarsakh 28 1371 DR, Year of the Unstrung Harp
Prologue
Gileed Arllowite's band of elven warriors were all lined up at the gates of Evereska. The group of twenty elves comprised of archers, foot soldiers, scouts, and a few wizards, were about to embark on a journey to the reaches of the Ardeep Forest.
Gileed was tall for an elf. His long golden locks went past his shoulders, and his handsome elvish face was decorated with slanted hazel eyes and a hawk nose. He wore finely linked chain mail armor over his slender body, and carried two beautifully crafted long swords on his belt.
Gileed started at his men, for a moment, then turned left to see Tyresian the mage running towards him.
Tyresian, a short and average looking elf with red hair. He wore dark blue colored silk robes with elven writing stitched on the seems. He carried a slender red colored staff in his arms. Carved on the top of the staff was the head of a dragon.
"Tyresian, what brings you out of the tower this early?" Gileed asked in a calm voice. His eyes glanced at the light scars that covered the mage's left arm.
Tyresian snorted as he placed his arm at his side. "Is it true Gileed?" You're going to Reluraun's Tomb?"
With a thin smile, Gileed nodded. "Indeed I am, old friend."
The mage shook his head. "You must not disturb the tomb," he said in elvish tongue. "Surely you know the dangers."
Gileed nodded. When he was first given the mission by Hill Elder Corelin Solostran, Gileed was informed that Reluraun's ghost still haunted the tomb. "Tyresian, you will not need to worry. My men and I are more than capable of handling ourselves against a ghost."
The mage's blue-green eyes stared into Gileed's. "There are more than ghosts that guard the tombs my friend. Perhaps you will do well to remember that."
Gileed placed his hands on the handles of his weapons. "I was given this mission by Hill Elder Solostran, your father Tyresian. If you have any problems, then I suggest you talk with him. I however, will journey to Ardeep Forest, go into Reluraun's Tomb, and find the amulet Hill Elder Solostran asked me to find."
"You are making a mistake Gileed," Tyresian whispered in elven tongue. "The tombs of my ancestors will not be disturbed."
Gileed stared back into the mage's eyes. "You're a fool if you think you can stop me Tyresian."
Tyresian watched as Gileed shouted the or for his men to leave. Gileed took one last moment to look at Tyresian, then walked through the gates of Evereska.
After Gileed and his men left Evereska's walls, Tyresian quickly walked to his tower.