"Dad!" Hilde stressed as she heard the amount of healing he needed. "That's [i]much[/i] worse than you made it sound!" Allrd chuckled and scratched the back of his head, "Aye, I s'pose so, but better men than someone else. Not sure if many others here could hold out as long." He turned and looked to Maeve. "I guess we should prepare for tonight. I'll make sure you and the others get only the best we can offer. My wife's cooking!" he said with a hearty laugh as if he hadn't been on a hospital bed hours before. "Hilde, we'll see about Neev getting ya fixed up, I'll round up the family and try to get our kitchen into overdrive," he said before leaning down and cradling his daughter's head in his hand. "Your mother and I are very proud of you," he doted on her with a kiss on the forehead, "no go get some rest, we'll be over there with you soon." With that, Hilde was taken to the temple for healing and Everyone started to part ways to get everything prepared ----- When Nix awoke to the sounds of them arriving at Kalla, she seemed spooked. Not only were there more of those same kind of people that took her before, but there were a lot of them, making all sorts of noise. True, they were also there with the people that found her, but now with the numbers so great and all the sounds they were making, she was uncomfortable, even with Kistal right beside her. She darted off the skiff and nimbly scaled the wall of one of the houses, perching herself on the roof, looking down at everyone. If it weren't for the positioning of her hands, low and helping her keep balance as she crouched on her haunches she would be flashing the town as she glared warily at them. Luckily, her lack of decency was lost to the crowd as they celebrated those returning home, nearly all ignoring her or not caring. She stayed on those rooftops as well, following along wherever Kistal would go, keeping him within eyesight. She avoided other people, even though some did try to coax her down, she only would take their food when they would bait her down and then climb right back up. Eventually she was left alone, as she wanted, keeping low to lower her profile on the roofs. Even when the feast started, she hadn’t yet come down. ----- Bidzil had made his way to Allard’s inn, taking a seat in the tavern and trying to relax and recover a bit after the fight. The biggest thing on his mind wasn’t even the treasure that he wasn’t able to get, but that he was unable to sort out just what had happened with his own body. It seemed that out of sheer will, something took ahold of him as he dashed in to save that girl, and whatever protected him had drained him completely after absorbing the strike, leaving him incredibly fatigued. He had revealed his wing before when he was younger, but this was way different. He had no idea where to begin with whatever strange abilities he had or who would know anything about it. The only one that might know something was that snake woman. She did say that she knew Krogan, so if she had been around that long, maybe she knew something about it. Bidzil sighed, leaning back in his chair. Too bad she was in a meeting of sorts or he’d ask. Maybe he could just wait down here, after all, he was way too wiped out to try to partake in the festivities, no matter how hungry he was. He felt like he could just drift away. Which he did, with his head hanging nearly upside down and arms dangling beside him, snoring away. ----- Lynn slowly woke back up when the sun started to set and the celebration was starting. She floated her way up to the top of the water to take a look around noticing that Tyreal was missing. They probably dropped her off here while they did their own business. The two guards that were next to the bathhouse noted she had poked out. The female one gave a friendly wave before telling her that her friend was out and about, left the bath house a while ago and should be wandering around. Floating out of the water, manipulating it so that she came up dry , she stepped out onto the sandy bank and looked around. She hoped that she would still be able to recognize the person. While Tyreal was large, so were quite a number of people here, and she still didn’t have the best notion of how she looked. ------ The feast would be one for the books. For any of those that had the energy, it would last long enough to see the first light of day, though obviously not everyone stayed up the whole night. Allard had been given an intricate pendant, marking him as the new chief, followed by a show of dance from Valia’s girls, to which she was giddy to see them perform all on their own, letting out some tears of joy at their progress and the fact that they were even still here to continue their dance. Neev had recovered enough by the time everything started that she was able to heal Hilde, who stayed close to her family through the night, both her and her mother dwarfed by the giant man. It seemed his son was smaller too, but given a few more years, he may be quite sizable himself even as a half Sylve. If Chihiro desired, she’d be welcome to a spot next to them as well. ------ Ingoleth would have arrived in Kalla after nearly a week’s worth of travel. While the Red Saints accepted his ‘donation’, they did say it didn’t bother them if he was there, they were on the way anyway. In fact, they seemed a little glad to have another person tagging along with them, especially one that played music. The traveling crew only consisted of two armed guards, two healers, and the driver of the healers’ carriage. They were being sent out to change out with Neev and Vog, following the rotation schedule mapped out for the faction’s traveling aid. When Ingoleth would arrive in Kalla, it would be just nearly in time for the celebration to start, and upon seeing another musician, he was happily invited to play alongside them if he wished.