As the carts come closer to your band you can clearly see that the drivers as well as the passengers are elves. The more you study them as they get closer the worse they look. Their eyes are sunken in a bit their skin is wrinkled. Their hair his matted and in many knots. They come right to you and stop 20 feet from Rannos. One driver waves a hand in peace and speaks "I wouldn't keep your course if I were you. What lies in this path" he points back down the road from where they just came, "is nothing but ice, snow and death." Looking at the others you see that they all share the signs of malnutrition.
He who walks in the shade shall never be the same.