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"Alright, thanks Beck," Sayaad said and got ready to sleep. "Wake me up when it's time for second watch, okay?"

The rest of the day's journey continued without hiccups, and so did the following day. As dusk approached, the group stopped to rest for the night. Sleeping near the river had proved to be quite nice, as the pleasant sound of the running water helped relax the minds of the travellers. Beck...

"Aye, Nooraak will be the first resupply stop on our journey," Sayaad explained. "I expect we will reach it the day after tomorrow. I've heard the people living there are strong, and they take great pride in their bond and close cooperation with their sister-town, Quaraak. The close connection...

Sayaad smiled lightly in response. "Alright everyone, let's get going." After the party had started walking, Sayaad asked: "So have either of you been to Nooraak before? All I know about it is that it's a Samandra town."

After the food break was over it was time to continue the trek. "How are you feeling now, Siy?" Sayaad asked as he was putting out the fire. "Are you fit to walk for a bit?"

When the fire was made they roasted the fish over it. It made for the most delicious meal that Sayaad had had since he returned to Ummeer. His delight was clearly visible in his face as he savoured the natural umami flavour of the roasted fish.

Sayaad ate his dry foods by himself. It wasn't good, but it wasn't bad either. He was used to eating stuff like this since the days he spent in war. But when Kraven arrived with the newly caught fish, Sayaad was quick to start setting up a fire. "I'd love some fish! I'll make us a fire to cook...

"Nothing fancy, but I stocked up on some different dried foods and a few skins of water," Sayaad said as he opened his backpack and took out what he had. "Help yourselves. But uhm... don't have too much. We need to try and make it last."

Sayaad laughed with the others as they were joking. Shortly thereafter they started walking along the riverside. The sound of the river was pleasant as it ran northward. The party was walking in the opposite direction and it was a beautiful day. If only all moments could be as peaceful as the...

"Anything the matter, Siy?" Sayaad asked as they were coming up on the river.

"The river's nearby," Sayaad replied to Kraven after having stood back up with Siy on his back. "We'll follow it south until we reach Nooraak. That ought to be a decent place to restock on supplies. Come on, I heard the river over here." With that Sayaad started walking toward the sound of the...

Sayaad walked up to Siy and crouched with his back turned toward her. "Climb on," he said, inviting her to ride on his back.

Once everyone had packed their belongings, Sayaad exited the cave and looked around. When they found the cave yesterday there had been so much chaos and distraction that Sayaad wasn't entirely sure where they were exactly. As he silently gazed around to see if he could recognise the location, he...

"Lovely," Sayaad replied. One could hear in his voice that he just woke up. He shook Siy's and Kraven's shoulders gently to wake them up. "Time to get going, everyone. The more distance we can put between us and Blungos right now, the better. We'll follow the river southward."

"How's the weather looking today?" Sayaad asked Beck as he got up. His back ached a bit from the uncomfortable ground he had fallen asleep on, so he stretched his back out as he yawned.

Sayaad fell asleep quickly once he laid down. When he awoke, the rays of the morning sun were shining gently into the cave. The fire was out, but Sayaad was warm anyway. He looked around to see if anyone else was awake too.

A bit surprised, Sayaad assumes Siy fell asleep on his shoulder. He looks toward Beck only to see her smirking. Looking out toward the exit of the cave it had gotten completely dark out by now, so he leaned back and decided to sleep for the night. "Sleep tight, everyone," he spoke softly. "We...

"No one was seriously injured. There's no need to worry," Sayaad said, attempting to comfort Siy. "We all got out of the city alright. That's what matters now. Besides... I was the last one here to open up about my sins. If anyone's to blame for being untruthful, it's me. I am sorry about that...

Sayaad put a warm blanket over Siy's shoulders that had dried near the fire. "It's alright. We all carry our burdens, but I can't allow myself to believe that our past defines us. If it does, then surely my own past sins would make me a monster... Maybe I am, but I try to focus on the present...

"Sorry?" Sayaad asked, a bit surprised. "What on earth for?"

Sayaad does in fact still hunt. His vow not to inflict harm only extends to intelligent creatures. By the time Beck returned with the bear most of the clothes were dry enough to wear again, so Sayaad started getting dressed. After putting his shirt on he looked at Beck. "Mind if I hav my...

Sayaad tried to ignore Becks comment about breaking one's promises since he was determined to keep his vow unbroken. When Beck scooted closer to him he understood her intention right away and appreciated the initiative. He'd had to do this with his comrades on the battlefield many times. He...

Up until now Sayaad had been able to keep his own past hidden from the others. When Beck asked him the question he started feeling like a hypocrite for having asked all of them about their backstories without sharing his own. He didn't like talking about it, but at this point there was no sense...

Sayaad sat down by the fire too. He had stripped down to his underwear in order to get warm quicker. Naked bodies didn't bother him after all his years on the battlefield where the soldiers would live very close to one another 24/7. "Pardon me," he said to the others, assuming they were less...

Sayaad was quick to pick her up. He gently lifted her up in his arms. She was very light, and she seemed warm, which made Sayaad suspect she had a fever. "We need to get her someplace warm and dry," he said to the others with a mildly desperate tone. "Quick! Let's move toward the mountains to...

"Thank you," Sayaad said as he whipped his wet hair out of his face. "It was a good distraction. Anything to avoid further violence. I'm glad we're on the same page."

"I'm okay," Sayaad replied, panting heavily. "Just need to catch my breath... Did you cause the downpour?"

Sayaad stopped in his tracks when he heard Kraven's voice calling to him. Once he saw Kraven too, he jogged over to the group. "I'm so glad to see you all made it out," he said right before stopping in front of them. "Are you guys alright?"

Before Sayaad knew it, Siy dashed away from the guards, one in pursuit of her, and Beck flew off after them. By then Kraven was already nowhere to be seen, so Sayaad found himself alone with the cart and one guard. "You must be their accomplice too," the guard accused Sayaad. "Put your hands up...

"I suspect she wishes to hide in your cart for now, Siy" Sayaad suggests. "Why don't we escort her through the smaller streets to the city's southern gate? I think that ought to be a good place for us to properly begin our journey."

"Of course, Siy. I'm sorry if I offended you before," Sayaad apologised. "I want the world to become a better place too, and I think our best bet is to find a peaceful place somewhere out there so that at least our own worlds become better." He then turned to Kraven. "And you Kraven. You and I...

Sayaad is a poor man, so there's not much for Beck to pick from his pocket. "As long as we all do what we can to protect life I haven't got any complaints," he tells the group. "But Siy and Kraven, would you like to tell us a little bit about yourselves and why you wish to come along on this...

Sayaad stands silent for a moment before speaking. "I'm really sorry to hear that. I can understand why you were pushed to do what you did, even though you shouldn't have. Luckily the bar owner survived. I'm glad to know you don't have any blood on your hands from last night's ordeal. The burden...

Getting pulled into the alleyway by Beck, Sayaad was a bit shocked, but appreciated the swift action. When the other two joined them there he asked her in a low voice: "Why did you react that way to the guardsman?"

As soon as the guard was out of sight, Sayaad approached Beck quite swiftly. "Clearly there's something going on," he said to her in a low and slightly stressed out voice. "I try not to judge people for their past actions, but I feel like we need to talk. If you want to join the travels I need...

Judging by Beck's reaction to the guard, and by the guard's description of a black haired girl being suspected for last night's fire, Sayaad became worried about Beck's situation. If it was true that she was responsible for the fire, and in turn responsible for the one man having died, the guard...

"And what is it that makes you interested in joining me on this journey?" Sayaad asked for clarification. "If you don't mind me asking."

A faint smile could be seen on Sayaad's face when everyone who said they'd come had arrived at the meeting spot. "I'm just glad to see you all made it," he told everyone. "Now, I figured it might be good if we got to know each other a bit before we make the plans. I'll start. My name's Sayaad...

"Morning," Sayaad replied with a deep morning voice. "Glad to see you, and to know you slept well. Can't really say I did the same, I'm afraid. Still feeling pretty drained, but I'll be fine, I'm sure." He gazed over at Siy's cart. "So what type of merchandise do you deal with?"

Sayaad could barely fall asleep that night, even though he was tired. His mind was racing with thoughts about the journey that lay ahead. Eventually he did fall asleep, though he woke up again shortly before sunrise. Still tired, but knowing he wouldn't be able to fall back asleep, Sayaad got up...

The receptionist took the money and gestured to Sayaad and Siy in the direction of the bedrooms. "Welcome! Help yourselves to any empty bed you prefer." Sayaad showed Siy the way to the bedrooms. There were four quite big rooms full of bunk beds. Several beds were occupied by sleeping guests...

"Of course, of course," the receptionist replied confidently. "We've got staff present all hours, so don't you worry 'bout a thing! Staying the night with extra baggage on the lot will cost you an even 400 drachma, little one."

Sayaad lead Siy to the hostel where he had been staying for a very cheap buck. Right outside there were some wagons and carts parked. It looked cramped, but there was probably still room for Siy's stuff. "If you're interested in staying the night here, I'll meet you inside after you drop of...

"I'm staying at a really cheap hostel nearby," Sayaad explained. "I'm sure there's spare beds there if you're interested, and I do recall seeing a storage there where guests could leave there larger belongings overnight."

Sayaad was quite moved to have met others who wanted to join him on this journey. "Thank you," he started. "I promise to keep you all safe along the trek. It's pretty late now, so what do you all think of meeting at the central square tomorrow morning to plan the trip?"

"Anyway, what just happened is exactly why I want to find a home elsewhere," Sayaad told the others. He had finally begun to calm down. "Somewhere peaceful where I can live without the fear of violence occurring all around me every day. I don't really know either of you, but Kraven and I talked...

"Shame... I hoped you would've had an idea. I'd like to speak to whoever did it, partially in order to figure them out, but mostly just to help them because I'm sure they're having a tough time..."

"I hope you find him," Sayaad replied, trying to seem optimistic about it even though he knew that the amount of orphaned children was sky high because of the wars. "Hey, I have a feeling this fire wasn't a mistake..." he then said to the three of them. "Do either of you have any idea who set...

Sayaad's eyes met Siy's as she spoke to him, and he got the feeling - based on her expression and the way she spoke - that her father may have died protecting her. "Thanks, kid," he replied while breaking eye contact, "but I'm not who you think I am. I haven't protected nearly enough people..."