Zahara woke up, tied in rope to a tree. His head was pounding because he remembered he fell over after getting hit with the dart. He realized he was actually left tied to a tree. "Wow, attacked twice by Looterocks on a trade route already.", he silently whispered to himself. The trade routes are supposed to keep out Looterocks, not in. He felt a bump on his back and realized it was his hidden knife. He was just able to get his fingers around the knife to cut the rope. The rope finally splinted after an hour of cutting and he got up.

        Zahara now knew that a stop at Nejitango was a priority. He couldn't make the whole trip to the capital in one walk. But the thought of actually stopping in one place would definetly delay his walk and time. He realized he had to keep going on, or he would  be incredibly overwhelmed by laziness, and couldn't continue on. So Zahara took another trade route to the North of Nejitango and would eventually pass it. However, he wasn't aware of what really is on the the trade routes North of Nejitango. And he's walking straight into it...