In the early morning, Gawain received an emergency communication from the Cold Winter ship, and half an hour later, a more detailed second intelligence report was delivered to him.
The rising sun illuminated Elf Outpost No. 112, a town standing in the valley gradually awakening in the warming spring breeze. Sunlight penetrated the crystal window on one side of the room, casting a distinct beam on the elf-styled exquisite tapestry. Gawain sat by the desk with the intelligence recorded by Amber at his side, the letters seeming particularly clear and sharp under the sunlight.
