The nomads wandering the camp stop what they are doing to look up at the people entering. Some nod to Cenerieth as he leads the new comers through the camp towards one of the more ornate tents errected towards the far end. The tent is a large thing made of animal skins and various symbols and devices are painted on or hang off of the sides. Two tall poles stick out of the ground at the entrance attached with the pelts of two furred creatures. Cenerieth enters while Moranion moves to the front of the group and says, "Please wait a moment, Cenerieth will confer with the Speaker." his common is a little more stilted than Cenerieth's, as if Moranion is even more rusty at it.