"Let's find a place to stay."

Up that mountain you and your new rebel group went. Admittedly, you could already hear the bickering between all of them. Be it about whether they served the Sendaki or some other kingdom that existed before being conquered, to even just some who were genuinely deserving of being a prisoner.

You needed a drink or two.

To that end, to you don't exactly recall how many you had to drink when some of your forwards scouts reported that there was a huge white snake in the road.

Something in you felt an anger. How dare this petulant snake block your march? Drawing your sword, you spoke with a drunken slur. "I'll have that snake's head!" You boasted.

You charged forward, and a big snake it was. When it was said and done, before you was defeated beast. Your men would see you return unharmed, seemingly surprise you didn't have a scar on you.

You smirked, taking another swig. "Let's continue."

The second Sendaki guard saluted and said, "Sir yes sir!"

And as you marched, you came across another stumbling block on the path.