Rilden gave a nod to Alura, looking up at Rhovanor and giving him a nod. He would have to agree, Chiron would also help them as well. This night turned from bad, to worse, to bad again... which, in this day and age was actually good. Jamlamin and Rilden set off in town, and it didn't take long for the theif to start to give up. Rilden had lived most of his life just going for the easier way. He wasn't doing that again. Just when he was about to agree with him, though, he spotted one. Right outside a house. "Quickly." He said quietly, going in a small jog. He gently knocked on the door, hopefully the residence would know that the soft knocking would not belong to Fusos' army.

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Rhovanor was at a loss of words when Alura jumped up on the wagon, and taking his prized possessions. she started to talk about the craftsmanship. "My father is in charge of the hunting party in Rayacre. He would come back with something new to teach me every time he returned, helped me build this bow. Perhaps your father taught him his ways." he looked up at her, and then at her weapons. "Very fine work.." He said in approval. As if she needed it. Rhovanor watched Rilden walk away, and he listened to Alura's words. He gave a nod. "Aye, he is very different than most humans I've met." He stated. Most he had were thieves and killers, or people who only wanted money, or their own personal gain. he admits that Rilden may have been like that long ago, but he isn't now.

"We should head out. Give some space between us and the army." Rhovanor said. "Everyone pile in." He said loudly, taking the reigns.

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"Hello, My friend and I are in dire need of your wagon. I will pay handsomely for it." Rilden said to the man who opened the door, handing a small pouch of coins. Minutes later Rilden and Jamliman were riding through the streets. They had the idea of throwing hay and a few blankets in the back to make it look like injured were in the back. Hopefully with the cloudy night sky, they wouldn't notice.