Arena

You follow the flow of the river until you find yourself looking out over a cliff, the rushing waterfall thundering down below.

It doesn't look like there's a way to climb down and it's far too high to dive. Below you are able to see a couple of people walking around in the distance, their forms miniscule and ant-like from up here.

"Damn it," you mutter, bending down briefly to splash some water on your face. It is then that you notice something below the surface. A long dark shape near the edge of the fall, at the lip before where the water spills over.

It takes minimal effort to reach it and pull it from the water. It is a black water proof duffle bag. You unzip it and find something wonderful within. An unassembled rifle with a scope as well as a decent supply of ammunition. Included within are also instructions on how to assemble the rifle, but they are immediatley discarded; a man of your expertise has no use for such a thing.

You put the rifle together in about one minute, sling it over your shoulder, pack the ammunition in your pack, and leave the discarded duffle bag behind.

This should work out nicely in the days to come.

There is a bit of woods behind you, the impassable river before you, and the way you came to your right.