As Cecelia walked inside the villaige, Ysena waited by the gate, all of her men were inside now enjoying themselves, eating their fill, even though some of the villaigers were still suspitious of them, Ysena was yet to tell them of the villaigers claim, "Let them enjoy themselves, they deserve the rest" She muttered to herself, taking her waterskin from her side, taking a moterate drink, axe still in hand, she rested by the gate, still in veiw of most of the festivities, but someone had best stand guard.