Chapter 13 by mask

Where do you decide to go?

in the distance there is a... mountain?

You spy something towering in the distance. It looks like an unevenly shaped mountain of some sort, but it's defiantly a slope that rises out of the water between the trunks of the strange tall trees you only ever had seen in the CessPond- and into the canopies.

You decide to swim closer and you realise what it must be . It's a junk heap. An enormous junk heap.

You swim a little closer bit soon realise that bits metal and and bood are sticking out of the mud around you. With your bare feet you run the risk of cutting yourself on something. You consider the pile before you then look at the shaded dim darkness beneath the tall trees.

The junk pile seems like a likely place for Detxtar Flinche's treasure, and even if you don't find it you might find something else of value. One man's junk and all that. But you also run the risk of cutting your feet on something which was probably not going to be particularly clean as well as come across other amateur adventurers such as yourself, scavenging natives or other creatures that had made their home in the junk pile.

But it was also the most likely place to find a pair of boot. Even an uneven set of boots would be better than none.

But perhaps the forested route would be safer. You feel like you could see threats coming from a greater distance than in the junk pile where something might jump out at you. It would also be easier to manoeuvre yourself to wield your sword should you need to defend yourself. You were also much more unlikely to cut your bare feet on something.