Evie was the picture of pure laziness. Her body was spread eagle as she lay on the top of a sleeping bag, completely sedated with sleep. A little drool trickled down her chin by a thin and slimy thread.
"Get up." The archer prodded the lady with the bulky end of his boot. He had hoped it would jolt her awake, but to his annoyance she only stirred slightly.
Kai grabbed ahold of the sleeping bag and yanked it like a cheap tablecloth, he smirked under the shadow of his brimmed hat while the sorceress jerked upward with a yelp.
"Okay, okay! I'm up! Geez," she said as she massaged her backside. Kai let out a chuckle.
Her half-open eyes suddenly widened, "A-are you laughing at me? Since when did you ever laugh? Oh Morrighan!" Kai grunted and took off walking.
"Hey, wait up!"
They passed along a trail, where the wind kicked up a layer of soil, and the grass shivered like a naked leaf. Kai pressed his hand against the top of his hat as he fought the persistent gust. The road ahead was lengthy, and it stretched far into the horizon. He kicked a pebble off the dirt road, which flew into the abyss of green.
"How much farther is Colhen exactly?" Evie decided to break the silence.
"Far." He said, focusing on his sore feet.
"How long will this take?"
"Long."
"Wow, like I already didn't know that," she said. The archer smiled again, looking away from her.
Finally, they reached a settlement. The archer's eyes glazed over the view, there were raggedy tents set-up along a line in front of a city wall, and an arrangement of weapons rested near each tent. There was no sign of life. He smelled the burning smog from a campfire in a past memory, and he felt the muddy ground against his rear and envisioned an old, cherished bow that he no longer had resting beside him.
They strolled along the line of tents until they saw an entrance through the stone wall. Creeping to the opening, Kai grabbed his waterbag and drank.
"Thirsty?" He said, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand.
"Yep." She mocked his abrupt manner of speaking.
He tossed the waterbag to her. Evie's face was tender to the eyes and her skin was smooth…her black hair spilled down to her chest and swayed in the wind like a state of tranquility, and her lips, so soft, perhaps lusting after a wet embrace, and then, her breasts…they—
Two minutes had probably passed until Kai caught himself staring at the sorceress.
"Um…let's go." Kai heard as he felt a waterbag push into his hand.
The sorceress had walked ahead and he followed after her.