"I'm sure there was some in the castle. That is if we're allowed to go and 'loot' the kitchen?"
Viper sighed. "Sure....." He said despondently.
"Mark my words.. " I said, "if there is any way to find a cure for you I will personnaly beat it out of every one of those wizards!"
Viper smiled, "Thanks man, hey, sorry Kiya is so horrible but she's kinda hard to refuse, you know?"
"I know, she reminds me of a dwarven woman." I said wistfully. There was a thought that hung in my mind for a second but it was jumped on and beaten up almost immediately.
"Cmon then Jurak!" The Orc rose, tired and grouchy. He didn't even bother speaking.
We made our way towards the castle courtyard to find some materials for a sled 'trailer'.
The courtyard was empty, the guards we didn't kill had fled upon hearing about their master's defeat. There was a cart over in a corner. "This'll do!" I said to Jurak. We went to investigate...
The mid-sized wagon was laiden with barrels, on the side of each were the words 'frederick's quality dwarven ale'. "Hey look Jurak!" I pointed excitedly. Jurak's eyes widened. He laughed loud and proud. "Looks like today isn't all hard word then my small friend!"
"Let's get these wagons moving then eh?" I replied.
We found a few horses left in the stables and hitched them to the wagon. We had to dispose of a few kegs for eventual transport space. That hurt....
We rode back to the camp in a few minutes. Viper grinned at us with his back to Kiya. "I can always trust you guys to find the necessary supplies!"
I unhitched the horses and started to hook up the wagon to the sled.
"AAAAAAACHOOOOO!" A violent sneeze tore through my body.
"Looks like someone's allergic to horses" DQ said with a smile.
"Yeah, never did like them much." I replied. "These horses can be useful if you want to ride instead of sitting on the wagon with a pile of supplies."
We hitched up the wagon with no problem. Loading our supplies and the remaining gold we had.
After about an hour of work Jurak, myself and Viper sat down and cracked open one of the beer kegs. It was a bit ripe, warm and flat but it tasted like the nectar of the gods.
"Ahhhhh!" I said, finishing my mug in seconds.
"BAAAAARRRRPP!" Said Jurak.
Viper sipped his quietly, staring into the distance....
