Tartus vowed after the war it would never happen again. That was before they found their new home in Las Vegas.
His people operate in secret at the edges of society, lower working class, living in trailer parks, operating junk stores and digging - mainly at the nuclear waste containment facility known as Yucca Mountain. They are unreal refugees, residents in the counterfeit that is Las Vegas.
Fenur's people are dead. The remaining elves hate him for what he had to do. They have found a home and new wealth in the casino system, and with the casinos' less savory organized crime figures. He likes it here, even if they think it's beneath them.
The old tribal ways and conflicts are emerging in this new world. It may keep them from returning home.
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