Post by Adhara Naunet on Mar 20, 2008 11:38:52 GMT -5
What a lovely evening that had been. Addie had gone out to a local muggle tapas restaurant and had indulged in glasses of wine, delicious little tapas goodies, and paella, her new favorite food. When in Spain, do as the Spanish do. Unfortunately instead of paying attention to where she was going on her walk to the town some hours prior, she had been watching the glorious sunset. Now, she'd been standing at a fork in the road for several minutes, trying to remember what the right direction was.
Muttering, "Point me," to her wand, she decided to take the northernmost road. If nothing else, it was a decision. She could always back track later if this turned out to be the wrong way.
Some long, cold, brambley, and mud-filled minutes later, Adhara stopped cursing long enough to realize that the ditch she'd slid down had landed her half in and half out of a small stream. With a sigh she dragged herself up out of the muck onto some semi-solid dry ground and activated her silver earring Lance had given her.
Afterwards she was warm enough to properly think to banish the mud from her clothes and hair before contemplating how to get out of this forest. The bank she'd fallen down was far too steep to climb, plus it also meant having to cross the muddy river again. There was no way she could apparate out since she wasn't entirely positive of where in Drakborough the apparation point was. She would have to walk.
"Naunet, you have gotten yourself into quite the predicament this time," she muttered to herself.