[i]Aura was gone.[/i] That single thought dominated his mind from the time they left the comfort of the city to their current location near [b]The Hill's Sorrow[/b] dungeon. He had no clue whether she simply left during the night or if.....no, he didn't want to think about that possibility. Somewhere in Talrae, Aura was out there on her own....he wouldn't accept the ulterior. Still, it bothered him that she would leave so abruptly after seemingly changing her mind earlier during their talk. A new objective now came to him, every chance he got he would search for Aura. Whether she wanted to be found or not, he would learn where she was. This was the cause of his silence as they marched, only using simple and short replies if someone addressed him. It might seem silly to be upset about someone you hardly knew, but he had felt a friendship between them. Now one of the only people he knew in this world was missing.

The physical exercise of the march relived some of his worry and anxiety, the heaviness of his legs fighting for recognition in his thoughts. It was perhaps thanks to his agility and being reasonably fit that the long walk had not completely kicked his ass, though that didn't help with his growling stomach. He would have to thanks his parents for pushing him into sports instead of letting him play video-games all day long. While the scenery was certainly stunning, the lack of anything happening made it quite a dull transition. He had a new kind of appreciation for fast travel in games and faster in-game time.

Reylan helped set up a crude camp for the night, mainly the creation of a fire to keep them warm and light up the night. He found making such a fire extremely difficult without flint or logs of wood to fuel it, he tried in frustration using the tip of an arrow to create sparks on some wooden twigs and anything else he could gather around that was flammable and barely managed to get the tiniest of flames started. That was until Alisea came over and with a flick of her wrist, caused the entire thing to engulf in flames. Reylan nodded with a sheepish smile in thanks. After that he jammed a stick into the pork they got the day before and did his best to cook it, recalling all those weekends camping with his folks. The long trip had given him time to clear his mind and focus on the now, there was nothing he could do about Aura leaving them "[color=8882be]So, anyone got any good scary stories[/color]?" He smiled huddled over the growing, fire. They had plenty of time to talk about strategy on the way here so now was the perfect time to relax before tomorrow. His hands took out the small knife he had purchased at the start, cutting a slice in the meat to see if was done enough. Seeing a majority of pink and barely cooked he sighed, and extended it out to Dubstep who he knew had some cooking skill "[color=8882be]Could you please cook this for me, pretty please[/color]?" he asked hopefully. Otherwise he would do his best to cook it using his meager ability, it was better than nothing. A big grin and chuckle came at Alisea's response, it was certainly creepy enough.

After he ate his cooked pork, Reylan went to practice with the new rapier that Alisea had 'loaned' him on a defenseless tree. His uncle was a fencer but Reylan had never bothered to take lessons or even watch him in competitions so he only had the basic gist of how the weapon worked. He bent his elbow in front of him, extending the pointed end of the weapon outwards the trunk and with a fierce gaze sent the first thrust into the hard wood. A flurry of strikes came afterwards, feeling his agility work towards accelerating his movement and attack speed. Manual dodges and sidesteps were incorporated as he got used to attacking with it, it probably wouldn't do as much damage as his bow but that wasn't the point. This would keep him alive longer if an enemy got close even without any sword skills. After exhausting what energy he had left, he laid down on the grass next to the fire and easily fell asleep.