Apr 29, 2009 18:22
Well...this was certainly a new and very deviant experience.
I must have fallen in honorable dungeon crawling along with my unfortunate comrades, when that cave-in happened...if this were any normal city, I supect I would have wasted away until my bones were gnawed clean by the Lurking Rats, a testament to other Adventuring Parties to be wary and mind your mortality...
But instead I find myself here, and in fair health, simply bruised all over with my head bandaged up, and...I'm wondering who I should thank! Did in in fact perish? Is this my second go? And...who do I thank, for my recovery?
Hospitals are an embarrassing place to wake up and find oneself in! I'm afraid I don't make a very good damsel in distress. I don't have the lustrous flowing locks for it, for one, and my figure's not quite-
...Mm. But I suppose what's happened has happened. A day or two of rest, and I should be on my feet again.
not a good damsel,
well that was a fail,
died?