You smile but inside you hurt, you push that sadness down and begin to speak "My woods have been invaded by orcs, I must get to the king and let him know"

The Barkeep stops what he is cleaning and stands up straight "Three days on foot, two on horse... how far away are the orcs?"

"It's taken me five days to get here" you say sadly

"Now I understand why you were so exhausted, drink up lass..."

He pours you another mead, it tastes amazing on your tongue and puts a fire in your belly. 

"There is a farm just down the road from here" he smiles

you have three options

you can get a horse that will cost you.

you can walk but how dangerous will the road be?

you can try and find your animal companion.