Rorn:
Assuming someone gives Rorn a torch, he lights one. He also peers down the well in case there was something unexpected down there.
He's also interested in the stables, figuring you could tell a lot about any inhabitants from what was going on in there, or if it was deserted. Rorn also points out the stables were a good place to bed down for the night. "It might smell, but at least you can count on the roof not leaking!"
Rorn asks Sir Roland: "The fellow who lives here, Sir-What's-'Is-name .. did you and he ever meet, as in, you would recognise him if you saw him?"
Sir Roland nods in approval as he sees Rorn light the torch with quick and quiet efficiency.
"We will make a soldier of you yet."
At the mention of Sir Gallaharn, the knight turns to look at Rorn, a stoic impassive expression on his face.
"His name is Sir Gallaharn. For years we were comrades. Brothers in arms. Knights in the service of Lord Grayson." He speaks no further on the matter, but gives the village youth a strange look of regret and bitterness, before turning back to the task at hand.
As Galendra lights and holds aloft the other torch, the knight beckons the party to follow him.
"We will rest soon. But with these torches, let's take a look see around 1st. Before bedding down for the night." He leads the way to the low building.
OOC - Building #1. Ok for everyone?