Welcome to Gaia! ::

Donovan mused to himself as he let the kiddies lead the way, that they probably should get something from Gaia as a thank you gift. Because the queen was going to have to put up with a lot if they couldn't give fair warning ahead of time.

"Nah..." Donovan shook his head, "We'll be fine."

Besides, they were going to stay there for a night hopefully, they would be gone travelling as soon as they got a hold of some maps or something. Maybe that Gion fellow was around, he sounded like somseone he would recruit for this faisco if what Triton said was true. If the guy was around....

Yue shrugged taking the nearest door and letting himself in, "Good night then."

Though he doubted as he watched the others entered that they would be getting that much sleep, after all.. it wasn't that late for them. He hoped the off balance of their internal clocks wouldn't set them back.

Triton took the last room, and as he looked around he sighed a bit, setting is sword to the side of his bed. He checked the other things he had on him, that he was told to bring just in case. Flopping down on the bed, he wondered if there was water in the bath this time of night, for that matter if he was going to get any sleep.

Yue was already dressed watching the morning sky, though he wouldn't be surprised if everyone else was awake, though they were probably going to crash later on in the day he supposed. Pity tea was not a known source of drink, or anything else that might hold some hopes to helping them wake up more.

Triton watched the sun rise from a side ways positon from where he was bending and stretching is body so it would remain in good condition. He hadn't dared to do katas indoors, though the size of the room made it possible that he could have if he had been really really bored.

Elrohir was on his way down to the Dining Hall for breakfast when he saw Tinuviel standing in the middle of the hallway, and he moved to join her, curious to know what she was doing.

"Tinuviel?" he asked in a questioning tone. "What are you doing here?"

Time hadn't changed him one jot. He was as tall, as muscled, and as tanned as ever, his hair the same length, his face no more weathered. What had changed was his outlook on life, the way he looked at things, the way he acted. Then again, he was far past his first kill by now, and that was always a changing point. His dress had changed as well - rather than the forest tunic and pants he had worn before, he now wore a pair of neat black pants and a white silken dress shirt tucked into his pants, but with a wide neck and billowing sleeves. It gave him an air of debonaire - though of course it was only what he wore at the palace. Traveling, training, he wore more practical clothes.