As soon as Rilden reached a house, he walked in, stripped off his weapons and leather armor, and collapsed, falling asleep instantly. It seemed like only a few minutes before he woke to sunlight hitting his face. He sat up to see Rhovanor sleeping in the corner, breathing silently, although Rilden was sure he was snoring himself. He apologized to anyone who happened to be near him. He slowly rose to his feet. When out of his dark brown leather armor he wore a stained white shirt, with a brown vest, and a green cloak around his neck. His pants were black, and his boots a dark brown.... He should really wash this stuff. Gods knows when the next time he would have this opportunity again. He silently made his way out of the house, and outside.

The village was even more beautiful during the sunrise than at night. The sun shone off behind the hills, making the water shine, and the houses look as if they were showered in gold. Some of the villagers were out and about. Halflings were naturally curious, and having a human sized wagon, a centaur, and the human houses active made them very eager to see who was out here.

He saw Robyn and Alura talking by the water. They talked quietly, so he had no intentions of just joining in the conversation. Jamlamin was out as well, looking tired... He was thankful for his work last night, and it seemed he had been working on his powers for quite some time now... Rilden would have to gather everyone somewhere later today. To have a plan on where to go next, and what exactly they were getting in to.

"Haven't slept that well in a very long time." Rhovanor said, stretching as he walked out of the house. He took his armor off as well, leaving only a dark green cloak, brown boots and pants, and a elfish brown tunic. His very dark green eyes scanned the place, stopping a bit at Robyn and Alura, and then squnting in Jamlamin's path. "He's a good man, but has that corruption all man has." Rilden said to him, obvious that he knew he didn't like him.

"I admit he did help last night... but if he sways in the wrong direction, I won't hesitate to strike him down." Rhovanor warned. Rilden looked over at him, and titled his head. "He may have a gift from the darker gods... but I don't think he will betray us. Especially after Fusos killed his gift bearer allies." He turned over to face Rhovanor, giving a small smile. "How did Miss Alura treat your bow last night?" Rilden asked. He laughed when the elf's face turned red.

"It was good to talk to one of my kind again, I admit..." Rhovanor said quietly. He was shy with his emotions. It wasn't uncommon to hide things like that... But Rilden was someone he trusted to keep secrets, and to not judge from the past. "She is very beautiful... with her admiration for everyone, and her willingness to help those in need, even the outlawed High King." He looked over at him with a nod. "We have made very good allies last night. All humble, and having great skills... We just might be able to kill the Tyrant."

Rilden smiled at he talked about Alura, and then the new allies. Both he and Rhovanor were very glad that Robyn, Chiron, and Jamlamin were with them. All had great skills... He just hoped that Rilden wouldn't let them down. "Indeed... Come, lets go find a place to eat. I hear Faycrest ale and their breakfast is legendary."