"You have a quite exquisite little patch of land down here in the South", An-Hasst replied in a somewhat happy tone. The Skayleigh too patted Calanon's elk who had taken him here surprisingly fast. "If there's something I can do for you, let me know." the half-elf added towards the ranger. Hopefully this little favor he had just offered would not result in being told to just shut up sometimes later. The man with only halfway pointed ears was quite aware of the risk, but of course he didn't mention it.

With casual steps, the walking tower approached the rest of the party. "Soo.. as I can see, everybody has survived teleportation ?" He nodded his head as if he wanted to say something like 'not bad!', though probably with a noticeable amount of sarcasm. He saw the Andred battle mage, but at this late a time even he in his tendential role as a rascal (not that he would consider himself being one!) wasn't eager of deliberately running himself into trouble again.

"So... what is the actual plan for tomorrow ? Get up early I think ? Then we should probably put ourselves to a decent rest soon."

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