Take the Concealed Path
From Create Your Own Story
Brushing my way past the twigs and leaves, I stepped onto the path. The way was extremely narrow, with branches and brambles snagging at my leather shirt. I was immediately grateful for the armor. The path seemed to have no intention of ending anytime soon, and though it was difficult to tell how much time has passed, it felt like hours had passed. I'm going to need to stop soon for food at this rate, I thought in dismay.
My thoughts were interrupted by the clang of metal off in the distance. Loud shouts, distorted by the trees, exploded from the distance. The predator within me awoke, and I slipped into a crouching stance. Whatever was going on, I would be ready.
Or
| Ryd Status | |||
| Health | 30 | Equipment:
Sword, Leather Shirt | Companions:
None |
| Mana | 0 | ||
| Level | 1 | Love Interest | None |
| Gold | 0 | Experience | 0 |
