“This place is even bigger than the previous one. We better not separate. First we'll go get something to eat, then we’ll see how to proceed” Argurios said and turned towards Brisa. She simply nodded, and together they began looking for some nice place to eat. A sense of pride touched Argurios. 
When they started from their home village Argurios couldn’t read maps, and was too weak to swing his axe and his aim with the bow was below average. Brisa could hardly walk for more than half a day, and carried almost nothing. At the start, making fire was hard and complicated. Food was scares and even the one they had, had been taken from the inn, or the village.
 Now they were bought travel hardened. Argurios was above average with his bow skill. He even learned to make better and stronger bows than he could make before. He learned the basics of map-reading. His axe wasn’t so heavy to him anymore, though his figure was the same, he was stronger. The food was now mostly hunted, except for some small spices that were gathered. Brisa could now make fire even in rain. She could do more than just walk for a whole day. She could carry light load without a problem. Together, they had a little problem at first, about who would do what. Now they sometimes didn’t even speak, and still the camp would be set without mistakes or problems. 
All this made Argurios proud, and also raised his self-esteem. In a short time, they bought grew from small, innocent and sensitive kids, into young adults. Knowing how to fend for themselves, taking responsibility, and could withstand hardship, without it taking its toll.
 Just when the duo reached the inner part of the town the bell rang. For a reason unknown to them the bell didn’t stop ringing. Most of the townsfolk stopped doing what they were doing. All went to a same place, like being called for something, their faces showed fear and curiosity. “I don’t like this town. I have a bad feeling. I propose we just get what we need and hurry to the next town. People seem scare and unhappy.” Argurios whispered to Brisa. Though he was no magician, he knew something was wrong here. People are usually happy this time around and in towns like these he doubted they would be scared. Even if he would dismiss the weird act of the townsfolk, there was still something in the air that didn’t feel right.