The last thing Takimaru expected when he had left on a simple message delivery through to the local Food Temple was to find a bag belonging to one of his friends. The name Komatsu was stitched carefully on the broken strap and the belongings in it left no room for doubt. Somewhere in this forest of Living trees, the great Chef Komatsu was wondering without compass, maps or what appeared to be several bottles of water.
The bag itself was slightly damp thought the ground right beneath it was not, it told Takimaru that the bag had been in that place unmoving since the rain almost 2 days ago. It also meant that he needed to find the chef quickly before anything else had the chance to make the situation worst for Komatsu.
Takimaru considered Komatsu's luck and shook his head in desperation, while the cook had amazing Food Luck; his own luck in other matters left much to be desired. There was little chance that Komatsu was no somehow involved with a dangerous beats or in a dangerous situation. the Gourmet Knight quickly attached the bag to his saddle before kneeling on the ground to see if he could trace Komatsu's mouvement. There were a few broken branches leading toward the Sivany river which circled the forest in an almost endless loop and Takimaru hoped that Komatsu was aware of the dangers of following that river.
He decided to search for the smaller man by foot rather then horseback, Takimaru wasnt willing to risk the Chef's life because of a moment of inattention. He set out at a steady pace and kept to the traces of Komatsu's movement that littered the ground as the chef stumbled along within the forest. After over 2 hours, Takimaru finally found his friend, unconscious under the shadow of a riverside clift. The poor man was dehydrated and sunburnt all over. It took some effort to rouse Komatsu and get him to drink a bit a water but it was worth the effort to see the chef smile that bright smile of his and whisper '' Thank you.'' before allowing the young Knight to bring him to the EcoVillage.
