Cold. Frozen corpses and blood marks everywhere. Dim light illuminating the cave or rather a canyon,

and of course me, sitting next to corpse of the Galahorn soldier who have to drag me down to that pithold in the ambush.

At least he snacked the neck leaving goofy face.

Lucky him otherwise i would kill him with my hands slowly.

Another cold breeze blowed my shoulders, giving me shivers and pain.

Crap, forgot to mention that I took some blows to.

Two arrows hit my left shoulder one if which hit the bone and second went right through. Few bruises due to the fall on my face.

No bone fractures due to my armor or maybe because I landed on that poor fella?

Who knows?

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Anyway, I need to tent to my shoulder wound.

I stood up and started to scavenge dead bodies.

After while I found some things that might be useful as I started to bandage myself with rags I looked around.

Apparently I fall into canyon when we were ambushed and the only way out is either by climbing up or going by caves.

“Well Mr.Goofy, your gold might be useful after all” I pulled out a gold coin to decide my fate. If heads i'm climbing up if tail I walk.

I threw the coins which spined few times and landed on the ice.

Tail. Well I guess it will be a long journey towards an exit. Well anyway I will have a time to remind myself, how the fuck I got into that mess.