Snippet #2493983

It didn't take long for Yelin to arrive at the Grove of Spirits, just outside of Vistara. When he arrived he got a strange feeling, either he was being overly cautious or his senses were trying to warn him that something odd had occurred here.
Nonetheless he walked deeper into the Grove and admired the elven structure of the place. This was where he felt the most connected to, although the Wood Elves were his family, and dear to him, he felt like something was missing and he could never shrug off that feeling. He despised the City Elves for abandoning him, but surely not all of them were that bad, he wasn't that quick to judge. Anyway, shrugging off these thoughts, he thought he might have just heard something strange and unfamiliar; the elf took in a deep breath, inhaling the scent around him. He knew this was where most Naturan went and that they were nearby, that wasn't an issue for him, the issue was he felt that there was some other smell in the air, something very unfamiliar, and Yelin was determined to find out the source of this smell and feeling.