Hello again, readers! Glad to see me back so soon? I still haven't gotten any reviews but I hope that's only because no one's read my story yet! I promise to make this chapter longer than the first one so, here goes!

The rather large group of adventurers continued on through Gustaberg, headed for San d'Oria. They had been traveling for an entire day and they still hadn't gotten out of Gustaberg or run into any enemies. They were all eager and quite bored.

Zenil fidgeted, his eyes looking this way and that, searching the area for any worthy opponents. He was about ready to attack anything he saw. He was so outrageously bored due to his short attention span and energetic personality.

Cangon kept a straight face, but inside he too was growing quite bored and very eager. You could see it in his hardened light brown eyes. He carried Mimila on his back. She had become so bored that she had fallen asleep or fainted. No one could tell.

Ferzan and Isanlada were nearly unaffected by the long traveling in silence, as they were always content with just about anything as long as they were together.

Rio and Taya walked side by side in the front of the group, trying to think of something to lighten the mood. As they thought, Rio toyed with the small gems on the end of the hilts of his two short swords. Taya fiddled with the Bastokan ring around her finger.

"ARGH! I CAN'T TAKE IT ANYMORE!"

Mimila was rudely awoken from her sleep and everyone jumped at the sudden sound. Zenil yanked his staff from his back and charged away from the group, attacking anything and everything in his path.

The rest of the group just stared in awe as the little Tarutaru dashed off like a mad man. Mimila smiled, jumping off of Cangon's back, and ran off to join the little Taru. Taya, Ferzan, Isanlada, and Cangon all turned to Rio. He shrugged and then dashed off after his friends, Cangon and the others right behind.

(Ten hours and sixty thousand monsters later)

The large group of adventurers sat around another blazing fire together. Rio had given them all a bag of marshmallows and they had already gone through half of them, roasting them over the fire. Their packs were just about all full with lizards' tails and bird feathers and even bags of seeds.

Zenil lay on his back; belly bloated, and was already snoring quietly. Mimila lay curled up around him, acting as a heat insulator for Zenil and using his squishy stomach as a pillow. Cangon had built their tent around them.

The Elvann couple sat together, roasting marshmallows while they talked to each other in the Elvann language.

Rio, Taya, and Cangon sat on the other side of the fire all talking to one another about random things. Taya leaned on Rio's shoulder, obviously quite tired. Rio had his arm around her waist as he debated with Cangon whether or not weapons are truly useful. They had been going at it for hours, neither ever giving up.

Taya sat beside Rio, resting her head on his shoulder, and she was again left to her own thoughts. She never truly enjoyed being with her own thoughts, but it was comforting to be alone and not have to worry about how she looked or acted. She could be in her own little world where she controlled everything. She could be what she wanted, have what she wanted... and be with who she wanted. The thought always made her blush and this time was no exception. She quickly turned away from everyone, trying to hide her blushing.

Rio noticed the movement and finally ended his quarrel with Cangon. He turned and looked down at the back of Taya's head. He used his other hand; the one not wrapped around her waist, and turned her head to him. "What's wrong?" he asked curiously.

Taya, suddenly taken from her personal thoughts, smiled sweetly and asked quietly, "What are you talking about?" Her blush had not fully gone away, but it was enough to make one think it was only the light of the fire.

Rio shrugged and let his hand drop from under her chin and land back in his lap. "Whatever. Never mind," he said.

Taya sighed silently, mentally wiping sweat from her forehead, and leaned on him again. Cangon, content with knowing that Rio would obviously be up for a continuation of their argument the next day, stood and walked away into his own tent. He had his own personal tent, as he was almost too big for it by himself.

Rio and Taya sat together, talking with Ferzan and Isanlada. They talked about plans for what they would do when they reached San d'Oria and about when they would leave. They decided that when they got to San d'Oria they would split up and do whatever and once they were all ready to leave they would send a message to everyone else that they were ready. Once everyone was ready, they would leave.

"Alright. Sounds good," Rio said through a yawn. He had grown weary from massacring all those beastmen and then spending so much time talking with every one. He was about to fall asleep right there. He stood up and began to walk to the tent he and Zenil shared. "Well, I'm going to bed. Good night everyone."

"Goodnight," Ferzan, Isanlada, and Taya said together. "Well, I guess we should get to bed too. We still have quite a bit of traveling to do," Ferzan said as he and Isanlada stood and walked to their tent.

Taya stood up and looked around. "Um... where do I sleep? Zenil took my spot with Mimila," she said to no one in particular.

"You can sleep with Rio," Isanlada said with a mischievous smile as she slipped into her tent, Ferzan following close behind.

Rio laid in his tent on top of the blankets, resting the back of his head in his hands, His legs crossed at the ankles. He kept thinking about San d'Oria. Would it be any different from Bastok? And then he began to think about Bastok, his home. How long will it be before I return? Will it be any different when I do? The zipper of the tent's entrance opening interrupted all of his thoughts.

"Hello," Taya said sleepily as she crawled up next to him, getting under the covers and closing her eyes. She scooted over closer to Rio and was now lying with her head on his chest, trying to fall asleep.

What is she doing?! Rio thought franticly at the gesture. Why is she in my tent? Where's Zenil? Why is she getting so close to me?

As if she could read his mind, Taya began to answer his questions. "Zenil fell asleep with Mimila and there was nowhere else I could go but in here with you. I kind of like it though. You're so warm." She looked up at him with a bright smile that could thaw any heart.

Rio, finally recovered from his shock, cocked an eyebrow and sighed. "Alright. Whatever you say. Don't know why you can't just wake up Zenil though," he said.

Taya frowned and made puppy dog eyes at him. "You don't like me, do you?" she said in false sadness.

Rio laughed and put his arms around her waist again. Taya laughed with him, cuddling up closer and draping her arm over his chest. "Of course I like you," Rio said, hugging her lightly. They stayed that way for the rest of the night, until they finally fell asleep. When Rio finally woke up, the sun had risen and he could hear the others ruffling around in their blankets, obviously just waking up themselves.

Taya crawled up next to him and sat down, hugging her legs up to her chest. "Good morning, Rio. Did you sleep well?" she asked him.

Rio sat up, yawning, and rubbed his eyes. "Well enough," he answered, grabbing his two short swords from the corner of the tent. He stood up, bending over so he didn't hit the ceiling, and exited the tent, Taya right behind him. He scratched his head and stretched, looking around at the other clusters of tents as their occupants began waking up and coming out of their tents. He turned around and checked inside the tent to see if there were any items in there, then began to take it down. He finished packing it up just when the others were coming out of their own tents.

Zenil popped out of the tent, very happy and bouncy. He obviously had a good night's rest. Mimila came out a few minutes later, stretched and yawned, then began to take down her tent. Taya walked over to help her out. Ferzan and Isanlada came out of their own tent and they began to take down their tent.

The start of another day of their first great adventure.

Thank for reading and look forward to the next chapter. If you don't want to hear what happens, skip this next paragraph.

The group finally leaves Gustaberg (Sorry it took so long. For their traveling through La Theine and the Valkrum Dunes, I'll be skipping them and the story will start again as they finally reach Ronfaure) They get attacked by a large group of orcs (You finally get to see some action!) and once the battle is over they begin to wonder about why they were attacked by such a large group, but soon reach the huge gates of San d'Oria and that interrupts their thoughts. End.

And that's what happens! Please read the next chapter, review it, and before you go on to that chapter, review this one. See ya soon!