Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5583506-20150810194031/@comment-26446054-20150811161816

Dex cursed himself. There'd be no way he could drag the tree. He decided to eat some wolf flesh and get the pelts before setting out to find civilization. Cleaning off the pelts, he burnt the flesh using a weaker Flame spell, and biting into the meat; it tasted bitter and was quite tough, but it went down. After that, he took the pelts in one arm and ventured out to the wilderness, trudging through the snow valiantly. He expected caves, but not a hole. And so he fell down with a yell, air rushing as he was surprisingly unharmed although shocked and winded.