A Male Wizard, Second Year.

You are a tall but broad young man who has been at Wargsnouts for a bit over a year. You have an easy grasp of magick, it seems to come naturally to you. magick is your vitality.

You have been at the college long enough to realise you need to keep your head and wits about you when things go wrong.

And things have definitely gone wrong for you.

Biting your lip you take stock of who you are.

You are bare footed and barely dressed, your college robe is rather tatty after many months of spell casting, you hadn't gotten around to getting a fresh one.

The clearing you landed in appears to be about 8 meters in diameter, you walk up to the edge of the clearing to try your illumination spell once more and gauge its reaction when it fizzles quicker. The clearing is definitely too small to allow your magick to coalesce, you need to get clear of the forest.

You look around the edge of the clearing.

In one direction there appears to be a gap between two trees.

Another direction is a grassed pathway.