Orion ate a bit of the food offered him, but truth be told, he just wasn't hungry.
"Thank you for the food," Orion said, standing up and looking towards the horse.
"I'm going to check on the horse, if we're going to get moving soon," Orion walked over to the horse and smiled, petting it gently.
"How are you, friend?" He asked softly, picking an apple off of a tree a little ways back and bringing it to the horse.
The horse happily ate it, whinnying in thanks.
"You're welcome," Orion smiled and walked back to the apple tree to pick a few more.
He had reached up to get a rather troublesome apple that was a bit too high off of the ground, when he felt something sharp poke into his side.
"Give us everything you have," a bandit with a rough voice growled. He must have been hiding in the undergrowth because Orion didn't see him at all. Apparently there was at least two, for another appeared from behind a bush.
"I don't have anything except for these apples..." Orion said, anxiously looking towards the campfire.
"No? Well maybe your friend over there," and one bandit gestured towards the smoke rising from the campfire, "has something."
And without warning the bandit in front of Orion punched him hard in the stomach, causing Orion to gasp and double over in pain.
"Maybe next time don't come through this part of the forest empty handed," the other bandit threatened, punching Orion again, and then Orion collapsed with a a grunt, dropping the apples he had gathered.
"Lets go pay his friend a visit."