Fantasy characters walking across a rope bridge toward a large house built into a giant tree in a lush forest.

"Alright," she says, "But keep your hands to yourselves." "We can make our own home in the Elfwood Village," I say, "unless there's a house that Sariel and Perrin live in that we can stay in." "I don't live here," says Sariel, "This is not the village I lived in." "Is this the village you lived in, Perrin?" I ask. "Obviously yes," Perrin affirms. "Why don't you take us to your house? We can stay there and help you." "You'll have to see the Chief first," replies Perrin, "He won't allow any strangers to come in without his say-so." "Let's go to him then," I replies, "Can you show us the Chief?" So Perrin walks in front of us and the Elf archer behind us, both Elves taking us up a rope ladder into the trees. They guide us across the trees to a large house located on a tree quite larger than all the other trees. The house seems to have been carved into the wood, but it feels more like the tree grew up around it than the house being carved into it. A couple Elven guards stand in front of a door made of hanging beads. Perrin says a few words to the guards, they nod, and one of the guards goes through the hanging beads. After a few minutes of waiting, that elf guard comes back and says "you lot can all come in now" in Elvish, a language I can understand. Ut Ut speaks Orcish, and she and Hugh Mann both speak Common (another of my languages) and Dwarvish, but neither of them speak Elvish. This means they don't know what the Elf guard just said, so I translate the Elf guard's language Mehr sehen