The Latest from Meadowvale

I wrote just under 1200 words. Some good progress was made.

Here's a recent excerpt:

Pimsby turned around, opened his arms, and said, "Welcome to Firth."
He let the visitors glance around, taking in the hidden buildings and quiet commotion slowly.
Finally, Pimsby continued, "Skoar will want to speak with you and the other remaining elders."
"What?" gasped Jeremy. "Do you know about what's happening in the east?"
"Not all of it but enough to know why you're here."
"Then why have you not already gathered your forces? Why have you not already headed east to help us?" asked Jeremy angrily.
Pimsby watched as the arriving travelers were directed into the village where they could store their possessions, get food and water, and rest.
"We have observations and rumors, but we cannot mobilize for every threat that whispers across the plains.
Jeremy started, but Pimsby held up his hand to silence him.
"But we know of the terror that seeks to sweep across the land, which is why you must speak with Skoar."
Jeremy absorbed his words with a grimace. "Is Skoar one of your elders? Will we be speaking with the others?" he asked gruffly.
"Skoar is the elder," replied Pimsby patiently.
"The only one? Ridiculous! He's hardly a score of seasons."
Pimsby chuckled. "It is true; he hardly seems his age, but I'd wager he's a good bit older than you."
Jeremy could only stare in astonishment.
"Speak with Skoar. Everything will be explained."

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