Phase I [This is getting old, William thinks to himself as he looks down, noting how he can't even see the ground, they are so far up. Well, at least he can had having been up a mountain to his list of life experiences now. He's becoming quite well traveled lately.
Do they have to cross that ravine though? Apparently, the word Jump means yes. He swallows for a moment, his heart palpitating.
'Think William, think. The blasted cloud wouldn't tell you to do it unless it was possible. Probably. And besides, you have magic. If worse comes to worse, you can use a spell.' He's talking himself into it when suddenly he notices someone next to him who looks even more shaky.]
Are you going to be able to do this?
Phase II [It being cold out here is an understatement. He'd left his coat back in the jungle and now William was sorely regretting it. But he was keeping silent and doing his best to trudge forward, but the physical activity was beginning to get to him. He'd never had a lot of endurance and trekking through the snow was taxing his reserves.
He pauses every few minutes to generate a little flame in his hands and warm himself up though. So really, it's not as bad as it could be. He'll even share with anyone who asks because morality and ethics demands as much, doesn't it?]
Phase IV [William made sure to grab one of the coats from the run down shack first before doing anything else. The sight inside had been a bit nauseating though and he'd quickly left. He had never been over fond of blood. Now though he was just looking out from the summit's view thinking on what had happened, including the griffin attack from earlier.]
I hope the people who did all of this are not coming back. It would be rather troublesome. Though for what purpose would they...
[He's rambling to himself, lost in thought as he tries to put it together. Anyone can easily interrupt him of course.]
Wildcard [If you have your own ideas, feel free to throw them at me! I'm open to phase 3 stuff as well, though William isn't much of a fighter.]
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[This is getting old, William thinks to himself as he looks down, noting how he can't even see the ground, they are so far up. Well, at least he can had having been up a mountain to his list of life experiences now. He's becoming quite well traveled lately.
Do they have to cross that ravine though? Apparently, the word Jump means yes. He swallows for a moment, his heart palpitating.
'Think William, think. The blasted cloud wouldn't tell you to do it unless it was possible. Probably. And besides, you have magic. If worse comes to worse, you can use a spell.' He's talking himself into it when suddenly he notices someone next to him who looks even more shaky.]
Are you going to be able to do this?
Phase II
[It being cold out here is an understatement. He'd left his coat back in the jungle and now William was sorely regretting it. But he was keeping silent and doing his best to trudge forward, but the physical activity was beginning to get to him. He'd never had a lot of endurance and trekking through the snow was taxing his reserves.
He pauses every few minutes to generate a little flame in his hands and warm himself up though. So really, it's not as bad as it could be. He'll even share with anyone who asks because morality and ethics demands as much, doesn't it?]
Phase IV
[William made sure to grab one of the coats from the run down shack first before doing anything else. The sight inside had been a bit nauseating though and he'd quickly left. He had never been over fond of blood. Now though he was just looking out from the summit's view thinking on what had happened, including the griffin attack from earlier.]
I hope the people who did all of this are not coming back. It would be rather troublesome. Though for what purpose would they...
[He's rambling to himself, lost in thought as he tries to put it together. Anyone can easily interrupt him of course.]
Wildcard
[If you have your own ideas, feel free to throw them at me! I'm open to phase 3 stuff as well, though William isn't much of a fighter.]