Chingua
Three more weeks of bone-weary travel had them all on edge. Food was running out, and game grew more and more scarce as they approached the city. "We should keep off the road," Rhaven said. "The forest will provide the cover we need; besides, the road is growing crowded."
"What about food?" We need to get some soon, and the city is probably our best chance."
"We're all hungry, but we must be careful. These are dangerous times in Arangar."
"What's your plan, Rhaven?" Tobias had been silent for so long Rahg had almost forgotten he was with them.
"I thought that you, and perhaps Tomkins, would go to the city with me. We'll see about getting food and fresh horses if we can."
"I'd rather go to the city than stay here," Rahg said. "Besides, if you run into any trouble, I can help."
