Dr. A:

"Well... after the fall of the city they were lost. We've tried to locate them since then. To no avail. Perhaps they were found by some adventurer that raided the ruins during that period, but I doubt it. The Grey Guard would had located them by now if that would be the case. "

Dr. A. knows that name. He had heard rumors of an elite group of both magic users and warriors that roam the Realms in search of old elven artifacts and relics to restore them to the elven people. But, until now, he had no real confirmation as many of his colleagues. Funny how a simple sentence can put to rest many doubts and speculations. 

"I do agree " concurs the wizard " I do fear that they were taken by a demon, probably a demon lord, during the initial attack on the city and that's why we haven't found them yet. But, that being the case, it would be equally difficult for the Cult to reach them as it is for us. "

"Unless... they reach an agreement with such a demon..."

The following silence is not reassuring. 

Logan and Gorm:

"Well " smiles Thandril "That can be arrange my friend. Allow me to take some measures of your shoulders and we will have our people working on it." 

"But enough magic and forging has been done tonight. Let us go back and rejoin the others" says the king. "Let's see if their clear minds had found a new objective for your new weapons" 

“Ahbut could we be talking about Tiamat herself or …” he says more hopefully “… an enemy of hers?”

Logan:

”Fair enough,” says Logan, following the king back to the others.

     "I do believe Candlekeep is our destination," Gorm says a bit less sure.  "But if there are battles to be fought along the way..."

"I doubt that Tiamat really approves what the Cult does with her children... but I do not know of anyone who has asked her about this matter... " the elven wizard seems distracted in that chain of thoughts.

" If she had the Metal Scrolls she would had tried to release that energy for herself or her children " interjects the queen trying to focus the mind of the eldest wizard. "My guess is that other demon has it. Probably don't know the real potential of the Scrolls, probably hasn't been able to open them... but it could have sold them to the Cult... of course this is all speculation"

Is in that moment when that Luinistar says

"Oh! how delightful, we have more company!" 

With a wave of his hand Logan, Gorm, the King and the Prince, along with the General and the Commander all appear in the terrace they are sitting. The table seems to had been adjusted to accommodate the new guests, and more chairs have appeared. 

"Welcome welcome " says the wizard inviting them to take a seat. 

After everyone is seated Finwion asks

"Where your questions asked my good sage?" 

“Ahbut well your majesty yes and no…” Dr A says. At the King’s quizzical look he says “…well I now know what I am looking for, I know what has it, I know who probably doesn’t have them, I just don’t know who exactly has them and where I might find them.” He sighs and says “my companions will have to go to Candlekkeep and do some more diggining!!”

"Well my esteemed colleague... as long as you are able to learn that the Cult doesn't have it, would be enough.." says the archwizard. 

Logan:

”Have you learned anything else?” asks Logan.

Later, as the questions die down, Logan shows his upgraded sword to Doctor A, telling the story of its enchantment with awe.

     Gorm will also explain the enchantment process and what she was told the swords are now capable now to the good doctor, if he is interested.  "I am very honored to have Vangwë and Surë but it is now my responsibility to carve out an existence worthy of them..." 

"So, what are your next steps?" asks Finiwon. 

Logan:

”I think we need to finish learning what we can here and then go to Candlekeep,” suggests Logan.  “I am hoping to buy a matched set of elven-made armor and shield tomorrow before we leave as well,” he adds

     "Candlekeep, yes," Gorm agrees.  "As quickly as possible since it seems that time is of the essence?"

The archmage raises an eyebrow

"What do you hope to learn there about the spell that I myself weaved long time ago?" 

     Gorm starts to say something but... pauses.  "Ummm...  Doc A?" she instead asks, turning to Doctor Arbutaveyu for the answer.

Dr A looks at the archmage and says “Ahbut no, no, it isn’t the spell I’m seeking information on. Rather I want to try and track down these metal scrolls to see what is known of them and where they might be so that we can assure ourselves that they are in fact in a safe place!”

"Be cautious then" says the archmage to them "I will be surprised that they even know of their existence, for we have keep them secret for long long centuries. But if you learn something that could lead us to them, by all means let me know!" he seems rather excited about the idea. 

"Keep in mind that they also have been called The Sealed Scrolls or The Scrolls of Doom" interjects Finiwon "And I cannot emphasize enough the importance of keep their true nature in secret and avoid any ties to the elves or the bonding of the dragon energies. Please bear in mind that these facts have been long lost in time, and we think that this helps to the safety of all the world. I do think that don't even the Cult of Dragons really knows in what are the tapping if they truly are trying to use that energy to feed one or more of their dragons, or that creatures that they create thanks to their dark and forbidden magics. "

"But there is one more thing we should take care about." says Laurefindil who stands and says "I'll be right back" 

After a few minutes in which they ultimate details, like they will be teleported to Candlekeep in the morning and the arrangements for the armor for Logan's mount the Queen comes back, with a package of white silk. She offers it to Dr. A. 

"Here steemed Dr. A. I am afraid that this gift has no unnecesary theatrics involved in order to be able to present it to you " both the General and the King pretend to be offended as she winks " but you'll find that this robes will be useful to you. It is the attire of our greatest spellcasters. I had sew them myself. I hope you find them useful."

Overwhelmed by the beauty of the gift - in particular the intricacy of the embroidery - Dr A is not his usual loquacious self and can barely stutter his thanks “ah ah but thanks my Queen” he manages to get out. Fortunately Tortles can’t blues otherwise the old fellow would be as a red as a tomato!

Logan:

"We have all been blessed with gifts beyond compare," says Logan.  "Many thanks to you all--we will use the items of power you have entrusted to us to defeat the Cult of the Dragon to the best of our ability!"

(Armor and shield is for Logan; we decided against the mount and accompanying armor).

After retiring to guest chambers where they could have time to relax and rest, except Gorm who spent most of her night with the Commander of the Silver Wing,  Siastralnaldedras, in the use of her new weapons. At the next dawn they all reconvine, with all their gear, their clothes repaired and cleaned and their backpacks full of with supplies. Presiding the semi circle of elves and the personalities they had met in their short stay with the elves are Thandril and his parents the Queen and the King. 

" It is time to say our goodbyes " says Thandril " but not for long I hope. I will try to gain more information of the Cult that could help us. I wish you luck in your journeys. Know that you'll always have a friend in me" 

Finwion approaches and gives Dr. A another gift. A green beryllium with some runes engraved on it. "With this, we could communicate with each other. I will give another one to my son, and we will keep a third attuned to those two stones. We could share our discoveries through them. May the Light of Stars guide you our friends" 

"Take this with you " says Luinistar giving Dr. A. a small purple book. "It's a copy of the Untold Poems of Thylisstreril, the lost poet of Mith Drannor. I am almost sure that they do not have a copy in Candlekeep and therefore should grant you passage."

The Queen give them her best whishes too all the elves present touches their hearts and their foreheads and then the Queen starts to cast a spell. Silvery runes shines on the floor and surround them completely. The light becomes brighter and brighter and just before they lose sight of their allies, Gorm sees the Commander winking an eye to her. Then all turns into a bright silver light.

When they blink and start to regain their sight the landscape has completely changed. They are no longer in the eerie woods of the elves, but in a  cliffside. The wind swirls around them, moving their cloaks and playing with their hair, and they can smell the salty air around them.
The waves break about a hundred of feet below them to their right. The party stands in a well maintained road that runs along the cliff side towards a peninsula of volcanic rock that stands tall over the Sea of Swords. Atop it they can see the walls, towers and library of Candlekeep.

Dr. A. guides his friends along the Way of the Lion, such is the name of the path they are on, towards the massive double doors that guard the entrance to the keep itself. 
They are two black wooden doors at least three times the size of Logan. The one on the right is shut, but the one on the left is partially open, just enough for a person to walk in or out. 
The doors have magical runes engraved on them that even in the 
A few feet from this opening there is a couple of wooden tables with four figures clad in purple robes. They seem to be examining books and scrolls that a small line of petitioners had presented to them. For that is the toll to access the greatest library in all Toril, to present a written book that they don't already have in their library. Two guards behind them, clad in heavy armor with purple cloaks and Deneir's symbol on them, keep watch, but everyone seems calm and behaves, as one could expect from scholars and sages.