YArpg- Run away
From Create Your Own Story
You flee, narrowly avoiding trees and overhanging branches. You have been taught by your father that retreating is a sign of cowardice, but you think that it's justifiable in this instance. After all, you don't have your blade on you. After a couple of minutes, you turn around. The boar seems to have lost interest in you, and it is nowhere in sight. You breathe a sigh of relief and observe your new surroundings.
The wood is not nearly as thick here, and the melting frost glows in the early rays of the sun. Looking up, you see smoke billowing from a place beyond your sight. You didn't think anyone lived out here!
Do you:
