<div style="text-align: center;"><a class="postlink" href="http://i727.photobucket.com/albums/ww276/watersprit03/rp%20characters/186897.jpg">[ img ]</a></div><br/><br/>Johoel starred up at the beating sun that was baking his shoulders and head to a burnt crisp, "What I wouldn't give for drink of water" he said out loud to himself. This was not an odd to see Johoel do he often did this trick himself that he was speaking to someone so that he would not feel lonely. The pack of goods that hitched a ride on his broad shoulders were in a more comfortable spot then himself he thought as he continued his journey along the trail. It had been almost a full week without coming to the village of Clearwater it was a prosperous area with a large assortment of items for the merchant and traveler alike to take interest in. This is where he was headed just the thought had put him in elevating mood even the burning sun could not wither his determination and excitement. His eye's spanned the open grassland its field full of wild flowers and tall grass but yet still no sign of water. Another hour had passed and still he searched for the Clearwater town, "It's just over that hill I'm sure of it" he said confidence in his voice as he trailed on, of course in the back of his mind his mind spat back<span style="font-style: italic">"What are daft it's not over that damn hill, your lost admit it already"</span>his voice said crudely. Johoel shook his head in response to his brains logical response "It's over the hill I just know it" he said his voice more stern.