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Well, even if he was a champion, the group was most likely safe. For someone as strong as the champion, he could have probably easily crushed the party in his birthday suit. Thankfully, Tithemal wasn't a cruel bastard. Rather, he was a warrior through and through. He wouldn't go out of his way to crush random strangers.

Maybe.

Renauld was putting all of his faith into Tithemal rather than his own party. After all, they wouldn't be able to best such a man. If Tithemal wanted them dead, they would be dead. That was all there was to it. It was best to just stay out of his way and try to finish the convoy. Renauld had few worries about letting the women in the party relax in the springs with such a man. At the end of the day, however, there was little reason to worry about them. In fact, the men had more to worry about. Ettamri was a walking hulk of destruction. She was with Katya and the rest, and they would be safe. Well, unless Muu and Ettamri decided to duke it out in front of the orc. The camping crew was considerably weaker than them. They lost 2/3s of the group's power. She was really a linchpin for the party. There was no point in thinking to deep about any of this, though. If something would happen, it would happen. That's all there was to it.

This time, the camp was considerably easier. Packing down snow and setting up tents at peak weather was easy. Much easier than building a hovel from scratch. Really, if they had the tents, why didn't they just do it the first time around? No sense dwelling on it. It was what it was. Even though he wasn't a hunter, the setup for the tents was easy. Just put up the supports, drape the tenting, and nail everything into the ground.

With Ettamri coming back without a worry, the others were most likely safe. There was still no reason for him to worry. For Renauld, a nice dinner and rest would make the arduous path they took bearable.