Herunes opened his eyes, he felt the immediate chill shuddering down his spine, it has gotten colder. Herunes was sat upright in a position as if he was a monk, to get through the night and to rest his body, Herunes meditates. As sleeping exposes his mind, rather like an unlocked tiger cage. Always keeping in control, plus his uninvited visit into Jasons mind required some thought considering his powers are vacant. 

He stood up and tightened his garments, for what seemed to be light cloth actually was an ancient elven robe. It kept out the cold relatively well, despite him starting to feel it, he knew that the others suffered worse. He made his way down to the courtyard to find his companions waiting, he was surprised to see Hardel, as well as Jason standing next to him. Herunes made his usual smile hinting nothing of the nightmare he inflicted, he however could feel the strain it had. 

'What a lovely day to travel' He turned towards the young Warlock who he had made little contact with yesterday 'It seems that you were on time... how interesting...' His face was at complete disgust, yet still remaining his smile. He then pulled out his book and started reading, paying no attention to Iabor.