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OOS: It's a long fall from such a high horse..]
A couple of hours to a few days later- Brand really wasn't sure since his head was still throbbing- the man felt like trying to stand. Everything from the tips of his toes to the ends of his hair seemed to ache and groan. With a force he managed to place his shoulder back into its socket before looking about where he had fallen. A mountainess area somewhere close to a river. The trees were younger here with the manmade bridge that stretched its span having fallen into decay over some space of time. It wasn't a shadow that he had seen before.
Carefully placed steps took him forward. His parched throat was all but begging for a drink and was sad it wasn't going to be something stronger. Little did the man know he was being watched. By who? Was yet to be seen..but something wasn't right and he felt it. Maybe it was his sister hiding and waiting for her chance to strike. Regardless he felt the energy surge through his body as he moved. If it was going to attack Brand, Prince of Amber, would be ready.