Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-30655593-20170417012540/@comment-31749612-20170417212337

''After looking at the view for a few minutes. Whiskey would start to climb down.''

''Although, about halfway down the tree, he would hear something snap. Before he had a good chance to react, he was already falling.''

He would hit the ground, his legs taking most of the force.

Whiskey: "Argh! My leg!"

He would then grab his ankle in pain.

Whiskey: "So much for exploring..."

Whiskey would then struggle to stand, he would groan in pain whie doing.

''Eventually, he would start slowly walking back to the Ruin. Each time he would go to step on his inured leg, he would kinda hop forward.''