Roaming Charges

[Gin Yatreg]

Gin hit the ground, landing flat on his chest with the wind knocked out of him. "Ow..." he managed to say. He turned over onto his back and laid there waiting for the pain to go away. "Let's not do that again." he thought to himself. After a few minutes the pain subsided and he sat up, looking himself over for injuries. "Looks like I'm fine, I guess being able to jump high lets me survive the fall back down. Good to know."

Gin stood up, feeling a bit sore from the fall. "But I guess, like a normal jump, not landing on my feet is still gonna hurt." he sighed. "Anyway, where was I? Oh yeah! That gate!"

Gin turned towards the gate, he's made significant progress since he started the run over here. He could finally make out the details on the gate. It was made out of some sort of grey stone, covered in thick dark moss. Something about it seemed off, but Gin wasn't going to let that stop him now after coming all this way. After all, what's an adventure without taking a few risks?

Gin continued walking, preparing for whatever may await him on the other side. Finally, he reached the gate.

"Alright, here we go." he said to himself, albeit a bit nervous. He took a step forward, into the gate, and into his newest adventure.

To Be Continued in: The Pale Moors