The Bronze Man walked to the healing room and helped the young acolytes with the soldiers that required an experience hand, setting broken bones, stitching up gashes and the like. Orc weapons aren't meant to slice but to cleave, maim, and crush. There was only so much that he could heal himself, or cast regeneration which would help the riders who didn't loose any limbs during the battle. It had been a long time since he'd seen battle himself, and now he and the others are dealing with one of Venger's former generals. When he was done he headed back to the princess to inform her that all the soldiers were on the mend and retired for the evening. "I bid you all good evening."

"Thank you for all that you have done this day, Lazheros," Willow responded before he placed his hand over his heart, ""Quel undome, Mellonamin."

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It was late or really early in the morning when Lazheros made it back to the guest rooms but instead of returning to the room where Irzen was, he simply walked into the one where Alyson lay asleep. Opening and closing the door quietly he entered taking off his long tunic leaving only the bottom half of his monks robe on. This wasn't Asylum where he could go with far less in the Lighthouse. For now it would suffice and he crawled into bed with the elementalist on the far side giving a clear view of the door. He closed his eyes and let sleep take him.

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Back down at the stables, the kurori had crashed on the haystack to nap and woke up rubbing her eyes looking around for the shield maiden, "Serna, I'm tired from all of this excitement, lets go to bed, yeah?"

"I agree," The Shieild Maiden yawned loudly, "It hsa been an exciting day. But while a haystack may work for you, a nice warm bed would be better for me. I'm going back to my room to sleep. Would you like to join me, Caliaphy, or are you good here?"

The kurori stood up taking Serna's hand, "I forgot about those fluffy beds and they're big enough for the two of us to sleep."