Though the lush foliage provided a reprieve from the tropic sun, the heat was intense pressing down like an clothing iron.  Zachary took another swig from his canteen and wiped the sweat off his brow.  He looked back as his beautiful wife and their daughter to see how they were faring.  They already had spent a month out here, initially with the Valley People but Zachary was determined to press on to go the Hills.<br/><br/>The good people in valley had advised him not to seek out the Hill people, but Zachary had politely ignored their protests.  All people were equal in the eyes of the Lord and so how could he refuse to help the Hill People?  Perhaps Zachary could help teach them the benefits of living by the tenets of the Lord and thus the people of the Hills would be able to live in peaceful coexistence with the other tribes.  Zachary paused to reference the maps the guides had left with him before returning back to civilization.  It looked like they were on the right track...