Fail the check

Everything feels heavy and wrong, so much so you can barely stand. To relieve yourself you start throwing down your equipment in gear, unbuckling and desperately ripping off anything you can.

Finally everything is off you, and you can breath. The cool wind on your bare skin feels right for an adventure, the damp forest under your bare feet makes you giddy. You giggle, everything thing feels right with the world.

You are so distracted by your high on life, you don’t notice a new creature has crept up to this lair, likey profiting from those that fail its first simple test... like yourself.