Heirot

Ora stood on her own feet, but her legs were a bit sore. She could walk though. "Yep," she said softly, "I think I can make it." She smiled at both the men.

Joe nodded. "Well, lets get going, we need before they come here looking for us," he told them as he went to the door. Ora stopped at the door to look back at Daylan and his tavern. She felt sad again, because he had to leave this place he had made. She stepped forward and took his hand to hold it in her own.

Daylan smiled back at her, glad and yet sad to see the woman walking again, "If you ever need help, you can always ask me. Or Joe." he said after a brief pause before turning a little red.

He stayed behind for a little moment, running a hand over the smooth laquered bar. He already had to leave it behind, yet in the short time he had grown fond of it. He took Ora's hand in his own, thankful for her comforting prescence. He sighed again then turned to look at her, "Your brother is right, we must leave."

Joe lead them down some backroads he thought were safe enough, he didn't want his little sister getting hurt again. Soon, after a while, they were well on there way out of town. Ora had never left Arroes. It was strange not feeling pressured to go to work for Havick, and it was strange leaving.

After a while of walking her legs began to feel sore again, and she limped slightly. She refused to be a bother though, and didn't tell anyone.

Daylan took a last long look at the inn before sighing and following Joe. He was fit enough to keep with them, even still he lagged behind the group. He wrapped himself in a black cloak, as though trying to prevent prying eyes. His eyes flicked over to Ora as she started to limp. He ignored it for some time, thinking she would scorn his help but her pain was his fault after all. He walked up behind her, speaking softly, "Do you need help?"

Ora looked at him. "I don't want to be a burden," she said, almost breathlessly. Limping. She tripped suddenly and began to fall forward.

Daylan frowned a bit, she said she was all right but she did not look it. He caught her before she fell to the ground, gently bringing her back to her feet. He quickly lifted her, settling her in his arms, "Nonsense, you're no burden."

"Thank you," she said softly, wrapping her arms around his neck to make it easier for him to carry her. "If I get to heavy put me down, okay?" She rested her head against his shoulder.

She was rather happy to not be walking, since it didn't hurt any more.

Daylan held her easily, the girl was not very heavy and he was fairly strong, for a wizard at least. He flushed a little when she rested her head against his shoulder, "It will surely take a long while for such a small girl to become heavy." he hoped he had said the right thing there, but no matter what he said, it always sounded wrong.

Ora blinked and looked at him. Did he think of her as a child? No... Well, maybe?She sighed and laid her head against his shoulder wearily. She was too tired to think about it.

"Brother, can we stop soon," she asked softly.

"Soon," he said and looked at the moon.

Daylan silently trudged after Joe as the night deeped, his own eyes beginning to droop as they walked on. His arms were starting to ache with the effort of holding up Ora, but he tried his best to ignore it, taking slow breaths. NExt chance they got, he would buy them horses, he told himself. If they knew how to ride at least. He looked up to Joe hopefully, stopping soon, he needed a rest.

Joe sighed and stopped, sitting in the middle of a group of large boulders where they would sort of be secluded.

"Here, we'll rest here for the night..."

Ora sighed, looking up at Daylan who she knew had to be tired. "I'll walk," she said softly. "Thank you."

Daylan sighed thankfull as Joe said they would stop, his arms were burning. He gently lowered Ora to her feet, keeping an arm around her to keep her steady, "There is nothing to thank. I should be thanking you two, smuggling me out of here like this."

Ora walked over to one of the rocks and slowly sat down with a sigh. She brushed the strands of her pitch black hair from her face as Joe proceeded to start a fire

"This was the easy part, its getting over the boarder that will be hard."

Daylan collapsed against one of the rocks, he was not exactly used to much physical exertion being a wizard and a nobleman's son. He looked over to the fire, he could start the fire easily with magic but that would tell a fellow caster within a mile just where they were. "We'll weather it then." he said simply, there really wasn't much else to say.

Ora put her hands in her pockets, shivering a little bit. It always got cold to her at night. She sighed and slid down to where her back was against the rock. She leaned her head back, covered her mouth and yawned.

Joe looked up. "Get some sleep, Ora... We'll watch out for any enemies."