Your caravan's journey to the distant northern lands has been going on for a week now.

Over the next week, you travel with this caravan along the winding roads of the continental domains of the Sacred Kingdom of Orlania. Trader Jodaz's caravan does not move very quickly due to the large size of this caravan. In addition, rugged forested and hilly terrain also affects the speed of the caravan.

A couple of times a week, the caravan of the trader Jodaz stopped to replenish food supplies and water in the villages and small towns that were located near the road.

During this week you have tried to responsibly fulfill your duties as a caravan guard. You regularly trained with your weapons to maintain your physical condition and maintain the proper level of your combat skills. The dwarf Belknab sometimes helped you in your training. He showed you several new hand-to-hand combat techniques and several techniques that can be used to use a shield in battle in such a way that the enemy leaves most of his teeth on the ground...

When the caravan stopped in a settlement, you closely monitored that local residents did not approach the carts without permission. Thanks to your vigilance, the caravan guards managed to catch a couple of human thieves who wanted to steal several bags of grain from one of your caravan's wagons. You had to knock your fists a little on the faces of these criminals so that they would not do anything stupid and try to use edged weapons... Then you handed the thieves over to the guards of the local settlement.

During this week of travel, in the evenings you sometimes drank a little fire whiskey... And you sometimes had fun in the company of the merchant Jodaz...

You thought about this: “Well, if merchant Jodaz likes to suck my big dick, then I won’t deny him this pleasure... After all, I also need to relax a little... And the situation when someone sucks my a fat dick completely contributes to my relaxation..."

However, you tried not to overindulge in entertainment... Both with entertainment of an alcoholic nature and with entertainment of a sexual nature...

You tried to maintain the vigilance necessary to ensure the safety of the caravan...

So, your journey as a caravan guard has been fairly uneventful so far...

At the end of the week, your caravan crossed one of the small forest rivers. Of course, in this remote area there was no normal bridge across the river. This river had to be crossed by a ford.

Some of the carts have already crossed to the northern bank of the river. Some carts were still moving along the ford. And a small part of the carts still remained on the southern bank of the river.

At that moment you were with the first group of carts. You stood on the north bank of the river and you looked around the forest. You stand in your chain mail, in your left hand you have a cheap ash shield, in your right hand you have your iron sword. Your sword is clearly not a very high-quality weapon. it's pretty cheap. But the main thing is that you know how to handle this sword... And if someone doubts your skills, then you can make several holes in this hostile skeptic...

Meanwhile, the caravan continued crossing the river...

It's already evening time. The sky gradually darkened. The air became cooler. You heard the quiet trills of various forest birds. And for some reason you felt vague anxiety...