A short while later, Holt returned to the dungeon, panting from running, for he was a round man. "I... have the horse... out back..." he said.<br/>Akim smiled. "Thank you, Holt - you're a good friend. Take this as a token of appreciation.", he said, handing Holt another pouch.<br/>"Thank... you..." Holt gasped as he returned to his post. Akim laid on the hay bale that was his bed and fell asleep.