As Rilden lowered her hand, Alura kept her eyes on the Shadow man. She stepped back from the two men, standing back closer to Rhovanor. She saw the hesitance in Jamlamin's eyes as he mulled over their words. When he spoke, a smile spread quickly over her face about how he agreed to help the 'King'. With a definitive clap of her hands, Alura tried to waive away the hostility in the room. "Come, my friends! There's much to be done. We have a tyrant to up throw!" She called out, trying to fasten her necklace back about her neck but her long hair hindering her in the matter. 

"Our dear healer, looks as if she's going to pass out from exhaustion. How about we have some of our fine gentleman here assist her in aiding these people into the back of the wagon?" Alura said as she began to push her way past the men. She walked past Rhovanor, pushed his bow down gently, patted Chiron's arm, and strolled through Rilden and Jamlamin, smiling the whole time. She strolled over to the now sleeping child, scooped him up into her arms and walked towards the wagon to load him up.