The Wounded Falcon
As you step towards the item, your single-minded focus on it causes you to fail to notice the pothole in front of you. Your left foot lands awkwardly inside it and you twist your ankle rather badly, landing heavily on the ground in doing so.
Make a note on a piece of paper that you have a twisted ankle.
Looking upon the object a second time, you are disheartened to realise that the glint is only a trick of the sunlight; there is no silver article whatsoever.
Frustrated at your failure to stay focused on the task at hand, you crudely wrap your ankle in some material that was in your leather pouch. After resting for a few minutes, you set off once again. You hope that Huntress is still okay.
Make a note on a piece of paper that you have a twisted ankle.
Looking upon the object a second time, you are disheartened to realise that the glint is only a trick of the sunlight; there is no silver article whatsoever.
Frustrated at your failure to stay focused on the task at hand, you crudely wrap your ankle in some material that was in your leather pouch. After resting for a few minutes, you set off once again. You hope that Huntress is still okay.