You scratch at the bark until your hands bleed, no piece of bark is big enough to improve your basket so you save it for tinder. The sap oozed from the tree so you drank it and felt good enough to continue walking towards the mountain. After awhile you arrived at it. The sun (or Nix as Kleko prefers...) is high in the sky. What should you do?
Health: Hunger; Full Thirst; Full Drowsiness; somewhat tired Wounds; Scratched
Notes: This will not have creepers in it, I might theme it to be a little like towns if I can find ways to do that. Also it is nice to have some more interest.
I use the basket to collect large stones, before climbing the mountain. The stones are probaly gonna be useful later...
What's that you're eating? A nice, juicy apple? You weren't supposed to eat that you fool, you were supposed to make it into a pie! - last words recorded words of Francis D'Avre before he went looking for snowcherries, but found a hungry Yeti instead.
You cautiously enter the cave, ready to whack something with either your basket or your sharp rock, in that order. Fortunately there doesn't appear to be anything in there, it is rather tidy for a cave. It is big enough for you to live "comfortably" in it... As much as you could in a dark cave with no pillow or anything.
I sit down and lay out the two smooth stones and the tinder to make it look like a face. I feel a longing for another person. I gather my materials back into my basket. I venture back out of the cave and look for any threats. I decide beforehand that if I don't see a threat I will lie down for a rest with the sharp rock in my hand and if I do see a threat I will sit and wait in the back of the cave with the sharp rock in my hand, I don't want to risk an injury.
(I meant descriptions of actions, if I say "cautiously" does that give me a +1 modifier on stealth on my rolls or something, I don't know how this works)
I pull myself up out of the makeshift bed I made from some tufts of grass and wander out to fetch the tinder. I notice a sturdy branch on the floor and have and idea. I gather a vine from a nearby tree and tie the sharp rock to it to make a sharp edged tool. ((An axe))
I really did order her to kill her husband for kicking a puppy - muffins People make smart words here.