Ad aspera

Tirren is great, and there are few travelers at this early hour. The only thing that is clear is that most people from the area near the eastern gate are heading towards the river, towards the center of the city. However, you can wander the streets aimlessly, starting from the current area of the city.
You can't just ignore the scout's skill...

There were hardly more people around than usual at the fairs where Dunkaniël sold pots, and that seemed like good news, as the elf didn't like crowds. However, the bad news was that from their "spiritual" faces, it was absolutely unclear where all these travelers were going, or what they saw as the meaning of life; it seemed that they were simply following their primate instincts. In the old days, Greenvanil, a young elf much younger than Dunkaniël (how old was he, a hundred? Maybe even ninety...*), used to be in charge of exploring the area. That lively fellow would certainly have figured out what was going on... I wonder where he is now and whether he has anything to do with the kidnapping.
If you think about it, Dunkaniël himself wouldn't have hesitated in the past; he would have pointed a blade at someone in an alley and asked everything about this town. But not now. Now he decided to blend in with the crowd and go with them, wherever his feet lead him.
(go blindly)

*I don't know how long elves live. According to the description, it seems that it is practically unlimited, but if anything, let Alex correct me.