The hunt of the great boar ended in a strange place today, before an abandoned shrine. Our chief senses Mauloch's presence. As we erected our banners, Wood Elves crossed the valley, weapons held out in signs of peace.
They welcomed us, and explained that they lived on the opposite hill, but made no claim on this hill. We exchanged some boar ribs for a great deer haunch. Tonight we feast and dedicate this site in honor of Mauloch!