Caden
Exploring the Climb perhaps should have waited until after Longheat was over, but Caden’s timing has never been particularly fortuitous. This time, it seems the gods find it amusing to order their followers to mine rubies and obsidian in the height of summer. Fitting for a goddess denoted by blood and heat, but not great for fair-skinned, freckly adventurers who are used to rolling fields and flat ground.
His foot goes skidding sideways for the countless time, leaving him with yet another skinned portion of his knee as he wobbles and clings to the rocky ground with his hands to try and keep himself from fully falling backwards down the hill. Cursing under his breath, Caden rights himself and hauls his way up to the top of the hill with his hands, brushing off the dust once he is standing and observing the summit. Covered in sweat and fine particles of rock, he sits himself down on the next flat rock he can find to examine his bloodied knee with a heavy frown. Great. Now he’d have to mine with an injury.
His foot goes skidding sideways for the countless time, leaving him with yet another skinned portion of his knee as he wobbles and clings to the rocky ground with his hands to try and keep himself from fully falling backwards down the hill. Cursing under his breath, Caden rights himself and hauls his way up to the top of the hill with his hands, brushing off the dust once he is standing and observing the summit. Covered in sweat and fine particles of rock, he sits himself down on the next flat rock he can find to examine his bloodied knee with a heavy frown. Great. Now he’d have to mine with an injury.
If he's home, I've got a message for the man above
Getting out is not enough if nobody else can come
Getting out is not enough if nobody else can come
