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Group Ragtag Spelunking

Discussion in 'East Hyrule Field' started by Alana Tetroa, Jan 15, 2018.

  1. Alana Tetroa

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    Alana had to applaud her two companions for their effort, but, not to her surprise, most of the wood that came back were unusable. Finding good firewood wasn't an easy task. Even normally when Alana was out by herself, she could spent hours and not find anything good. Logs took so long to dry and even the slightest moisture made a fire difficult to start. At least, on the bright side, it reduced the risk of Alana burning down any forest.

    Alana picked through the wood and with the best pieces, managed to get a small smokey fire going. The breeze wasn't too bad tonight, though every now and then it'd blow eastward, sending a billow of smoke in that direction.

    "I think this will make do for now." She nodded, coughing slightly at the smoke. "Not the cleanest fire I've made, but beggars can't be choosers, can they?" She tapped the ground with her foot. "It's damp enough that the fire won't, or at least shouldn't, spread. I think we're pretty much set for the night. Just need something to eat, hmm..."

    Alana's eyes glazed over for a brief moment, contemplating what they could eat for the night. Beggars can't be choosers. She'd be okay with anything honestly, at long as it didn't make her sick. Though with such a smokey fire, maybe they could smoke something simple. Maybe.
     
  2. Tiketh

    Tiketh Just Me and My Darker Side
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    Tiketh had done his best to retrieve wood. He brought his crutch along with him in case he needed to use it. Inwardly, he could curse himself repeatedly if he wound up being so weak that he couldn't even pick up a few cursed sticks just so they could have a decent fire. He was bound and determined to carry as big of a load as possible of as many sticks as possible to bring back, placing them in quite the nice little pile. They might not have been the driest, most useful tinder, but far better than nothing.

    Out here, everything was so sickly, so damp, or so rotted he wondered how anything even lived out here. Eyes on the Stalfos, he smirked slightly. He couldn't help but think of his own cursed self, wondering out loud at it. "I had been hearing a voice speaking to me for... so many years... and now it's all but gone and I feel almost like I miss it. I don't miss it at all, but I feel like I should. I feel emptier that it isn't here. Now, I just want to move on and get through this." If this curse wasn't yet finished with him, he at least prayed it was better now and he could have a more normal life... even if it was one where he was on the run from the Order. Their reach did not yet spread everywhere and he was sure there were still some places he could hide.

    Scooting a bit away from the fire, wind was shifting, and the smoke was following him. It wasn't pleasant and he rather liked being able to breathe. Getting up to move was a chore each time as he could move only a foot or so away, but it was far better than being smothered by smoke.

    "I'd find a nice place and do some hunting,"
    he offered, "But it's so eerie and quiet I don't even know if there's anything living out here that's worth hunting in the first place." He once heard Wolfos howling, but that wasn't good eating at all. At least not in his opinion.

    (Super sorry for the insane wait, guys! Was dealing with something kinda awful irl DX)
     

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