Hulius soon heard a flute, and closed his eyes listening to it as he was kept away by it, and he slowly shifted as he waited for her to be finished. He moved a bit closer to the campfire before he relaxed some and his eyes fell short and his body moved up and down as he breathed. 

The rest of the camp would slowly fall asleep around them, moving closer to fires, the animals would continue to graze or camp around in large groups, or near their respective caretakers. The night fell over quickly, and the moons shined bright up in the sky with the stars. 

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In the morning, and I mean dawn as the sun rises, most of the camp was up and packing up. Hulius was already up with his pack, he looked around enjoying the sunrise and he turned his head towards where the others were hoping that they would be up or that the rabble that was growing around them would help in their ability to rise.

He stared at where the elf and the other headed off towards, hoping that they were both awake by now, knowing that they might not be as they are definitely not farmers or herders. He stretched some as he looked about, the animals are grazing and enjoying themselves as their owners allowed them to. Most of the fires were smoldering out or put out by the people around them. 

"Get ready, we will be moving out soon!" he yelled out as loud as he could.