MaplesAdopts

Awoken by the pain in my ankle this morning, I've been sitting, watching the sun rise. I sighed and watched the man by my side turn onto his stomach and let out a deep sigh. I clicked to Arvak, who stood from his pile of bones and was at my side, on his belly, to help me stand. I leaned on him as I got up and looked around my camp. I could see three bear traps around my camp, just waiting to be stepped on. Frowning, I wobbled around and found my pack and pulled out my book and tried to help my leg heal. I focused my magic on my leg, but a familiar hand grabbed me. "Don't do that." Brynjolf murmured to me and ripped it away from my ankle. "H

It was...unusually dark that night. It had gotten dark rather fast, and I hadn't been able to make it back to camp. So, now stumbling around in the dark, I tried to make my way back. My feet dragged behind me, slower than normal. I guess I wasn't really in that much of a hurry to get back. Ow. Shit. I just hit my foot on something. Scowling, I tried to remember the spell for magelight. When I did, I let the ball glow in my hand before looking to whatever I just hit. It was a shield. Wait...a shield? Was I seeing this correctly? I picked it up, but suddenly there was a cracking noise. I looked up only to be startled by Arvak. I sighed and held