"Yes!" Arden quickly unclasped his water gourd and held it out. There were a few gulps left in it.

 Rubia smiled weakly and gratefully swigged the container's contents. "That was good... thank you, Arden."

 "Let's find some more drink... and food." Arden said grimly. "We need our strength to survive this."

 "We have to rescue our parents and our people..." Rubia said with sadness.

 "Yes, we do." Hari nodded, "But first we need to find others like us... hidden or buried."

 "Look!" Arden pointed. "The Inn at the vilage edge still stands... at least half of it."

 "We may find food in the cellar and some drink, if any still remains." Rubia nodded appreciatively.