The Long Road to Faire

Nosk let out a sigh as he and the drow, made it out to the fresh air. They paused a moment to catch their breath, they could not hear the guards behind them but it was better not to risk it. The drow put on his cloak and checked the pockets of his bag and pouches. When satisfied he turned to look at Nosk. The two of them looked at each other not saying a word. Half of the job was done, the drow was out of the prison. Now to take him back to Faire. Come, we must go.
The drow looked at him without moving a muscle. Why should I go with you? Where are you trying to take me? Nosk looked at him and glanced at the tunnel where they had just exited from. He thought he heard the guards now coming closer. He had no time for the drow’s games. We are not safe here now move
 
He waited and the drow eyed him suspiciously. Nosk was getting fed up. Did I save you or did I not? Now forward. His raspy voice deepening in pitch to a growl as he finished his sentence. The drow narrowed his eyes and looked at him but he flipped his hood over his head and started moving.
 
Nosk followed the drow, he did not know why he had been asked to free him nor did he care. All he cared about now was delivering him to Faire and getting his reward. They both said little as they moved quickly away from the clearing. Under the cover of night they could make it quite a distance before morning and he was loathe to stop then.
 
As the golden light of the sun peeked over the mountains to the south and the town of Forathon was just an outline on the eastern horizon they stopped. Nosk handed the drow a water skin and the drow smelled it suspiciously before taking a sip, then he drank enough to quench his thirst. They had passed a few streams but they barely stopped Nosk wanted to get as far away as possible. He had decided that 5 minutes of rest would be appropriate now and the drow looked like he had seen better days.
 
The drow now approached. What is your name and where are you trying to take me? He asked to which Nosk responded, You don't need to know, just go. The drow looked at him, I am not going anywhere else until I know where you are trying to take me and who hired you to do so. Nosk scowled, You will be going where I tell you to go and you will stop asking questions, now move. The drow looked at him challengingly, I am not going with you until you tell me where we are going and even then it is a long shot.
 
And where will you go? Challenged Nosk You can't go back to the city whose prison you escaped, you have little choice in the matter. The drow simply replied, I have friends who will find me I'm sure and if not I can go anywhere I please. It seemed that at that pint the drow was through listening to him and started walking in another direction. Stop right there we are going the other way you idiot!
 
Nosk took out his crossbow, silently and notched a bolt, aiming for the back of the drow who would not listen to him. He pulled the trigger and the bold flew true and embedded itself into the drow's back. He fell to the ground, limp. It seemed that he was already weak from the escape and the time he had spent in jail.
 
The hobgoblin walked over to the limp body, giving the drow a solid kick in the ribs before pulling out his bolt. He was not about to drag him all the way to Faire but maybe he had learned his lesson now. He rummaged through the drow's bad and found a healing potion that hadn't been taken out of his bag. He rolled the drow over and holding his crossbow in one hand he poured it into the mouth of the drow whose eyes shot open, Nosk now backed away pointing his crossbow at the drow. Get up and no muttering or moving your arms, you are coming with me or not going anywhere.
 
The drow eyed the crossbow and Nosk with angry eyes but he got up and started walking in the same direction as they had been walking. Nosk noticed that a farmer had noticed this whole confrontation but had kept his distance, cautiously peeking over at them but never getting any closer. Nosk turned back to the drow in front of him but to his surprise and shock there was no one there, the drow had disappeared. Nosk cursed out loud and started listening intently but he could hear nothing and as he examined the ground he found no traces of the drow.