Blinding light sent Raegar trembling out of the tent, causing the adults to look at him weirdly as Lyra cast her magic on him. ''That's what happens when you hide away in a dark tent and forget about being in a desert.''
Shielding his eyes with one hand, he felt a wave of relief wash over him as he clambered to his feet. He stretched, muscles loosening, a faint sense of ease settling in as the elf woman ushered him over.
''Come on sleepy head,'' she said. ''Tarrin threatened to bury your share somewhere while leaving behind clues.''
''He wouldn't dare,'' Raegar chuckled as they approached the other three as they were bickering.
''It's all done Elaris, we split it evenly,'' Orin warned in a booming voice. ''Stop being a loot gremlin.''
The other two agreed with nods as the duo joined them. Tarrin turned to him while pointing at a nearby pile. ''That's yours. Put it away before I hide it.''
