Argurios looked around. It was day and the bandits might be looking for them. Though he believed it was doubtful, he stayed on his guard. He turned back to Brisa and was surprised by her, offering him an apple. After a short moment he shook his head. “thank you little one but no. I have my own food and well need to save it. I don’t know how long we will need to the town. My father always told me to eat little when on the road. So i plan on listening to him.” with that he turned back on the road to the nearest town and wanted to begin walking. Brisa’s voice and question stopped him. He stood frozen for a moment. Knowing that there are little chances, that any of their former companions made it to town. “i hope we will find them. It’s possible that they are headed there. But it doesn’t matter right now were together and we must take care of ourselves.” Argurios said, as he began to move forward. He knew, from his father’s tales, that moral is important and Argurios had no wish of harming Brisa’s moral. And by lying he not only helped her but also himself.

The sun was hot and there were few clouds on the sky, giving the sun rays a clear way from the sky to the ground. Though it was nice to walk in a beautiful weather, it made Argurios little tense. He hated hot weather, and up here in the mountains, there was little shade to defend him from the scorching rays of the sun. At first he glanced back a couple of times to see how Brisa was doing. It was clear she was tired and out of her usual self, but it seemed as there was no giving in her and she just walked on. After a while Argurios stopped looking over his shoulder for the girl. Instead he just listened closely to her fast light steps behind him. After several hours of walking they came by a small spring.

Argurios though it beautiful, but had no intention of stopping. He didn’t need rest and he still had, two days of travel, water with him. “Sorry” he heard her mumble behind him. Argurios stopped in his tracks and turned around. At first he was worried something was wrong, but as he saw her walk to the water, it hit him. 'Damn I’m stupid. She must have been tired to death.' He thought to himself, mad that he had done such a stupid mistake. It should be logical to him, that she couldn’t endure such physical hardship as he could. He was used to working on the farm for days in freezing coldness, or under the burning sky. Being an orc also helped in this. But Brisa wasn’t a farm girl, she was a student, her strength was in mental capabilities not physical. Argurios hit his forehead with his fist, from anger over himself. 

As Brisa lay down and huddled up, Argurios came to where she was and dropped his backpack near her. Out of it, he pulled a blanket and cowered the girl with it. This is where they were making camp and it was obvious. Argurios went to the woods and came back to make a small fire. Though, he wasn’t sure that staying here was a smart idea. It was a water resort, meaning that other will come by here as well. Setting some sort of traps around the camp, so that intruders could be heard coming. Argurios went to a big tree that was near and swung his axe at it. The weight of the axe quickly drew away his energy, and after an hour, he put the axe away and practised shooting with his bow.