The beautiful elf woman waved happily at Hill. "I'm Lynn's mother, Daenerys. Just call me Liss. Come visit my home, Hill!"
A male half-elf stood behind her. He raised a fist to his mouth and coughed twice. "Liss... Could we take care of business first? The captain is watching you."
A large hand appeared above Liss's head, caught her by the collar, and swiftly deposited her behind its owner. The hand belonged to a handsome male Gold Elf in a sky-blue gauze robe. A faint smile graced his face. Beneath the robe, he wore silver-blue elven armor, while a slender chain crossed his forehead, its Mithril crescent pendant glinting between his brows.
Hill spotted the embroidered silver crescent at the hem of the robe and recognized one of Corellon's dedicated priests: a Feywarden. Most people who knew them, though, still preferred to call them elven guards.
They claimed to protect all Fey creatures, but they clearly paid more attention to Elves themselves.
Still, it made sense that Oberon's family of Fairies had been taken in and cared for. If Fairies came to a Feywarden seeking help, he certainly would not turn them away.
The captain smiled warmly at him. "Welcome to the Star Mountains, Mr. Hill.
"Corellon told us you are of his bloodline from another world. That makes the Star Mountains your homeland.
"Please make yourself at home. Only Corellon's priests and followers live in the Star Mountains.
"I am Dragos, captain of the Elven Guard Army's Sword of Evereska."
Hill nodded respectfully to the demigod priest. "It's an honor to come to the Star Mountains, where the guardians dwell. Please, just call me Hill."
Feywardens had grown rare by the time the Elves retreated to Evermeet. Corellon's displeasure with the Elves of Toril was plain enough: almost no