It took three days for the group to reach the base of the nearest mercenary group. In the meantime, Zaos started to wonder if he didn't make a mistake… even the nights were pretty hot in that country. Still, despite the fact that the wind solved the problem when Zaos didn't try to block it at night with his tents. It was weird to camp like that, but it seemed that there was no other option. Aleni seemed used to the climate, and weirdly enough, even Milliendra seemed fine… Zaos was the only one who woke up a night drenched in sweat several times.
"I suppose I like the cold better…" Zaos furrowed his eyes while he recalled the period where he stayed in the north for three years.
