
With the startle Matt had jumped stepping forward off the wall where he had leaned against.
Haru and Praos both woke but are realistically still dazed by the brakes of slumber and both look around to see whats going on as they sit up.
Matt hears Yaeths call and the new comers response and moves potions to stand over the prone man laying on the floor clutching his harp. "Where did you come from? How did you get here?!" He demands in a deep tome tempting to sound intimidating and failing miserably at it. His hand is at his belt on the grip of his short curved blade.
Alexander leaps to his feet, sword ready to strike. He relaxes slightly as he realizes this newcomer is probably not an enemy. He still watches the newcomer warily.
Elrik looks up and does not stand. Thinking to himself the gods have given us this protection this must be a friend. Not sure if he believes himself he slides his chain to his hand still inside his robe. Elrik watches the actions of the stranger. Elrik slowly stands up in a non threading way
In Game: Felipe now stops trying to rest and he now gets up and picks up Yaeth's shield and Rapier, when Felipe sees the stranger passing through the arch, he thought to himself, "It must be another survivor, but is he truly a friend or foe?". Felipe waits to see what the others has to say to the stranger before doing anything else.
Alexander shifts his sword to his off hand, holding it in a non threatening position. He walks forward and shakes the newcomers hand, "My name is Alexander. If you are truly a friend, then you are most welcome. "