As soon as they made it to town Jamlamin was on the verge of collapsing, he had never used his ability to cloak someone else and it wore him out. As soon as he was in bed he was snoring softly, and a small puddle of drool was stuck in a crease of the bed. But Jalamin had always been an early riser as soon as the suns rose and cast it's rays down, Jamlamin was awake. 

He had a purpose that morning and that was to train his ability, he pushed himself hard he started by just making a small object disappear, then he made the cart vanish, after the cart was himself and the cart which drained him immensely but he pulled it off, The last thing he tried was making the shadows form a solid shape that could be touched but it didn't work. Jamlamin finshed training, when the halflings were just getting up for the day ahead, exhausted Jalamin made his way back to where he was staying and waited.