As they made their way to the village, Malith all too familiar with the watching of the other Rangers. Some he knew well and knew they were just making sure things were fine. While some were no doubt being nosy. Not for the first time he glanced to where he heard one of them and let go a sharp quick whistle through his teeth.  That should tell them once and for all to mind their territory, that he had this under control.<br/><br/>Really is was a polite way of saying mind your business from Ranger to Ranger. For them to check on him like that was custom. Rangers were supposed to check on one another when something was happening. It helped keep them ready in case the Humans attacked in some way. It could however be too much sometimes and this certainly seemed that.<br/><br/>Finally they reached the village through the beautiful flowers and grass plants. They were arranged nicely throughout the long entrance to the village but here where it spread out into the actual village, it was massive. Stone pyres on each side of the entrance were laced with natural greenery and the large stone dwellings never got old. Malith led them past a few curious onlookers and into a small shop with the name Korel's Eatery carved into the stone in Elven language.<br/><br/>Korel was a well known cook in the village and would certainly have foodstuffs for Kitherit to eat. They walked inside to a mostly empty eatery considering the time of day and Malith motioned for the cook to come out. Upon seeing Malith, the older male Elf came out and embraced him quickly.<br/><br/>"Malith, what brings you in so early?" Korel asked.<br/><br/>Malith motioned to the Ketherit and Ildra, "We'd like to get our friend something to eat, if you wouldn't mind Korel. You know Ildra I'm sure, and this is Keth..." Malith's tongue froze on the common language name. He shook his head slowly, "Ketherit."