Viatrus nodded. "Alright then, let's get a move on. Uon," Viatrus decided to stick with Keltros' fake name around Guzstomp, "why don't you hook the horses up to the wagon. I'll pack up everything we pulled out and Guzstomp," he turned to the Ork, "why don't you make sure our guest is... comfortable."
Once he was sure they were all clear about what to do, the halfling set about striking there impromptu camp and packing their supplies on the wagon.