Well...not too sure where I am right now...

Subject: Well...not too sure where I am right now... Mon Jan 21, 2013 6:45 pm

I had been wandering through what appeared to be wetlands for a while now, but I'm not too sure where I'm going. I haven't seen another tribute yet, but I know my luck will run out soon. All I can think about is how stupid I was when I got into the arena. I hesitated after the gong, and panicked. I ran away from the cornicopia without weapons, water, or food, and I abandoned my only ally. And now I'm out here in who-knows-where wandering through some marsh undefended. Yep, I'm a complete idiot.

The tribute managed to trip over a large branch in his distracted state, and fell into a puddle face first.

Before I realize it, I'm tripping over something. I lay on the ground a moment before picking myself up. My face is now covered in water and mud from a puddle. I sigh and try to wipe the mud away, but I just end up smearing it. I turn back to look at what tripped me. When I see the branch, I almost laugh at myself. "What a sad excuse for a Career. I can't even see a giant branch when it's in my face!" I say.

As I turn to go back into my mindless wandering, an idea hits me. I don't have any weapons on me now, but maybe I can make my own. I look at the branch again, wondering how heavy it is, and if it's too long to carry around. Knowing there's only one way to find out, I reach down to pick it up.

The branch had some weight to it, perhaps the tribute could use it as a club or spear.

I pick up the branch easily, despite there being some weight to it. I take a few experimental swings with it, and find I could use it as a club. I had never been very good with clubs, but some type of weapon was better than none. Besides, maybe I'll be able to find a rock to sharpen one end into a spear.

After a moment, I look around to get my bearings; I've been wandering way too long without a sense of direction. From the best I can tell, I think I've been heading North, and that doesn't seem to be getting me anything but wetlands. But back at the cornucopia was a hill, and maybe something left over from the bloodbath. I make my decision and turn around. Then I start walking, watching carefully now for anything I might trip over.

Luke has left the Wetlands