Shun sparkles at the sight of flowing water.
Ahhhh, now that's a sight for sore eyes. Water in this forsaken hole.
The wilden drops his gear at the water's edge and reaches down to splash his face and wash the dust and grime that has been collecting over his plant-like hide.
Brrrr. Colder than a witch's , this is. Still this is the first sign of hope I've seen since we came down here. I wonder about that hole in the wall across the stream. Let me see if I can reach it. Anyone have a length of rope I can carry across?
After grabbing the loose end of a rope, and asking Ryan to hold the coil, Shun drops his legs over the side of the underground channel and begins to wade across.
Refreshing, really. But... a violent shake runs through his body, shiver me timbers, this is cold.
Bracing himself against the strength of the current, and wrapping his arms around his torso to keep some small measure of warmth within his body. He continues to push across the water, wading as far as he can, hoping that the bottom doesn't drop out from underneath his feet forcing him further into the chilly stream.
Upon reaching the other side, Shun throws out his arms and takes in a deep breath.
Ahhhh, that did the trick, it did. I feel better than I have since we left the coast.
The water doesn't appear to be dripping off Shun at all, but rather it starts flowing across his skin and disappears underneath the leafy edges.
Great mother, that feels good. Let me see what we've got here.
The warden pokes his head into the hole in the wall to see where it leads.
Ahhhh, now that's a sight for sore eyes. Water in this forsaken hole.
The wilden drops his gear at the water's edge and reaches down to splash his face and wash the dust and grime that has been collecting over his plant-like hide.
Brrrr. Colder than a witch's , this is. Still this is the first sign of hope I've seen since we came down here. I wonder about that hole in the wall across the stream. Let me see if I can reach it. Anyone have a length of rope I can carry across?
After grabbing the loose end of a rope, and asking Ryan to hold the coil, Shun drops his legs over the side of the underground channel and begins to wade across.
Refreshing, really. But... a violent shake runs through his body, shiver me timbers, this is cold.
Bracing himself against the strength of the current, and wrapping his arms around his torso to keep some small measure of warmth within his body. He continues to push across the water, wading as far as he can, hoping that the bottom doesn't drop out from underneath his feet forcing him further into the chilly stream.
Upon reaching the other side, Shun throws out his arms and takes in a deep breath.
Ahhhh, that did the trick, it did. I feel better than I have since we left the coast.
The water doesn't appear to be dripping off Shun at all, but rather it starts flowing across his skin and disappears underneath the leafy edges.
Great mother, that feels good. Let me see what we've got here.
The warden pokes his head into the hole in the wall to see where it leads.
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