A strong-looking half-elf stepped forward: "It snowed all day yesterday, where did you take refuge from the snow?" He didn't allow everyone into the camp, which seemed wise to Malin.
"We rested for a day at the fork in the road over there. This is Prince Malin." The older group among the three elves introduced Malin.
The half-elf glanced at Malin, furrowed his brow, took the lens from his chest, examined the team through it, and finally nodded: "Everything looks fine, sorry, Your Highness, and everyone, there's been wraith disturbances here recently."
"Are they the kind that can disguise themselves as humans?" Ling Zuo Zuo asked eagerly.
The half-elf frowned and looked at Gold Oak Leaf: "You seem to have encountered them already."
"Yes." Gold Oak Leaf nodded and sighed: "You, can't you call out uncle when you see your uncle?"
