Good old trees

There was still no luck in seeking for a shelter, but she was much luckier when it came to equipment.
Was that a bottle? And a pouch with food too!
Looking up she also saw the haversack, and wondered if those were the lost property of someone victim of the forest, or the owner just dumped those things here.

Who knew?

Roze didn't, nor she cared. Anyway those were hers now.

It felt strange, going around with nothing but a haversack on her back, but what could she do if there was no clothing around?
And shelter. Damn shelter.
At least she was an elf, and as much as she failed at being an elf with magic and bows and all that, she still got the basic affinity for nature that distinguished elves from the masses...

Namely, climbing a tree and find a nice branch to safely sleep in was not a problem for Roze, or at least she hoped it wouldn't be... she often failed at being an elf, after all.

(Use 1 actions to explore and 1 to go to sleep if she finds shelter, otherwise 2 actions to seek shelter)