A Call to Roost   The amber glow of a campfire warms the faces of a particular nomadic High Elven clan. Golden pendants hang from each of their necks in the style of the Owl.   Kin and kith, may this letter find you well. This Owl from the Second Caravan maintains the beacon of our shared lineage on the Silver Isles where Karinah’siol nestles. The realm suffers disasters unfounded in recorded history, and sequentially so too does Haelun’or tread dangerous water. Kin-sla