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Azerus retrieved his coin pouch that was given to Moeasha earlier and headed off towards the stables.
A little while later he caught back up to her, riding upon the back of that magnificent horse again. Azerus was wearing a new simple cheap outfit, he also had on a wide backpack filled with notable camping gear and blankets.

Being so late (or early), Azerus was keen to use what little was left of the night to catch some shut eye. He set up camp shortly after exiting the town.
Finding a nice little clearing just off the main road with a singular large tree providing additional shelter. 

Azerus returned the cloak, feeling he didn't need it and only wore it for her favour, he didn't feel the need to thank her for it.
Regardless he did have a gift for her. A fancy corked bottle.