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I think I am going to have them get attacked by the bandits before reaching Blankenmarsh, if that's alright. They can get saved by the Legion.
Swims also looked around the area while Veria went out to hunt. His sense of smell was better than that of a Human, but even so, he had no luck. He thought he caught the scent of a rabbit somewhere nearby, but the scent went in two directions and he had no idea which way to go. He returned to their camp shortly before Veria. At least she had managed to find something to eat, though it wasn't much. Swims preferred meat to plants, but he wasn't about to complain. Any food would be good by this point. He used his dagger to divide their last apple in half, then ate it along with his share of the plants that Veria found.

"We can share my waterskin for tonight." Swims said, taking a drink before offering it to her. "I'm not really that concerned about water. There are rivers and lakes everywhere in the Blackwood Forest. Even if there aren't any in the immediate area, we are bound to find one as we travel. And if we really need it, we can always start heading west until we hit the Niben river. It is a bit of a detour, but it would work. Our situation with food isn't...ideal, but it's not like we are going to starve to death in two days. We'll just need to keep an eye out when we're on the road."
Sam took Stevie's hand and looked at it for a few moments before reaching over to his other side and turning off the shower. There was so much going through his mind, so much he had to worry about, but at least he didn't have to fear Stevie being hurt, or angry. He wrapped both of his arms around her and buried his face in her shoulder. He could not help but to cry, nor was he ashamed about it. No one should have to go through what they were going through. He needed her support just as much as she needed his. "We need to find some way to control this, Stevie. Just...losing control of my body like that is..terrifying. What if next time we end up killing someone? I'm, just...I'm afraid."
"Well, I think it depends on how valuable our find is. I think your plan is a good one. Buying some new equipment would help us get even more treasures. Still, if we find something really valuable, then, well, I'll have to think about it a bit more." Swims responded, smiling lightly at Veria. There was something about looking at her he enjoyed, something that seemed...nice. This was always what made him feel like there could be something more between them, but, just like always, it made him afraid. He was Argonian, and she was Human. He wasn't supposed to find her beautiful...was he? He quickly tried to shake off the thoughts and stood to his feet after he finished his meal. "Well, at any rate, we should probably get moving." He said as he started to pack up his things. After a few minutes, they were all packed and ready to go.

Over the course of the next few days, the pair made progress, but not as much as they would have liked. They continually fell short of their expectations for how far they would make it in a day, and Swims worried that it was all his fault. While walking in his armor, he just could not keep up with Veria. He was constantly tired, and even though me made a little more progress each day than the last, it was still not enough. They tried spacing out their food as much as possible, but they were still at least two days short of Blankenmarsh by the time they were out of food.

The sun had not yet set, but the pair had already set up camp and got a fire going. Swims body was aching, and he was hungry. Going through his bag, however, all he could find was an apple. A single apple. There was not one other edible thing left between them. Swims sat down beside his bag and groaned. "Well, this is all we have left, and there are still at least two more days to go before we get to Blankenmarsh. We are going to have to hunt for something, we have no real other choice." Swims commented.
Swims chuckled. "It will really be fun once we're carrying a load of riches back from the ruin, but yeah. This isn't over yet, it will only be a minor setback." He tossed Veria her orange, then started to peel his own with his claws. Honestly, the rat meat didn't look too appetizing, but with a good chunk of their supplies gone, he wasn't about to let it go to waste."

Grabbing his waterskin, Swims started on his breakfast. It was hardly some great feast, but something about it made him feel good. The fact that Veria had killed the rat herself made it feel like they were living off the land like true adventurers. While they were eating, Swims decided to strike up more casual conversation. "So, once we get the treasures out of the ruin and sell them, what are you going to buy with your gold?"
While Veria was gone, Swims packed up the food that was still good and discarded the rest. It was disappointed that they were facing such setbacks so soon, but it they were going to find their riches, they would need to deal with some hardships. Fortunately, Veria returned not long afterwards with a successful kill. As she approached the fire, Swims smiled, then looked at the dead rat with a threatening expression. "Yeah, not so happy now, you little wretched vermin." He said, taunting the corpse of the pest.

Since a rat was hardly enough for a breakfast for two, Swims grabbed two oranges out of his bag, which had been untouched by the rat. It would still be a light breakfast, but they now needed to be very cautious with their supplies. As Veria started on cooking the rat, Swims let out a sigh. "So...we haven't really gotten out to the best start. Still, I'm hopeful. I think we should always make sure to have someone on watch at night from here on out. We can rotate between sleeping, or something." He suggested.
I think later, when they run out of food, they should have a hard time successfully hunting down enough creatures, and finding enough plants that are safe to eat. I think it would add to the difficulty.
Swims-With-Pride awoke with a yawn, as well as an aching back. His sleep had not been entirely restful. Even if the dirt was moist, and not completely hard, it was far less comfortable than his bed back at home. He had tossed and turned all through the night, but he quickly discovered that it wasn't his only issue.

As Swims sat up, he felt something move in his bag. Looking at it curiously, he opened it up, only to have a rat sprint out from inside towards the bushes. Swims tried to cast a fireball at the vermin, but in his surprise and confusion, he couldn't concentrate enough to form even the smallest flame. The rat got away, but that wasn't what concerned him the most. As quickly as he could, he started taking their food supplies out of his bag and laying them out in front of him.

"Oh, come on. No, not this." Swims said, his voice sounding defeated. After he got all of the food out of the bag, he examined each item, then let out a sigh of resignation once he realized how much that rat had managed to get into. "Oh, by the Hist, can nothing go right? That little vermin got into my bag, into our food. I think...it looks like a third of our food supplies have been tainted by that little monster. There's no way we are going to get to the ruin on just this."

Swims rubbed his hands across his face and let out another sigh. "We might have to go back to Leyawiin for more supplies...unless, Veria, you have a bow. You can hunt, right? I mean, we shouldn't have a problem getting food, right?"
Swims finished his meal about the same time as Veria. He nodded to her and packed away everything he could fit, other than his weapons and armor, into his bag. Swims laid down on the ground next to the fire, using his bag as a pillow. They did not have any proper bedrolls between them, but Swims felt he was probably tough enough to sleep on the ground. After all, they were adventurers; they did not need the comforts of civilization to survive.

Swims let out a yawn as he looked over to Veria. "Goodnight." He said, though with how excited he was about the next day, it would probably take a while for him to get to sleep.
Once the fish was done cooking, Swims pulled it off of the fire and used his dagger to de-bone it. It took him a few minutes to finish, after which he divided the meat equally between himself and Veria. Since they didn't have plates, Swims placed his bag between them so they could eat off of it. It wasn't completely sanitary, but it was as close as they could get.

After the first bite, Swims found himself a bit disappointed with his own cooking. The burn had distracted him and he ended up keeping the fish on the fire for too long. It wasn't burned and was still perfectly edible, but it wasn't what it could be. "Ah, sorry about the fish. I think I might have overcooked it."
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