About 10 hours later I'd wake up-
"augh.. my back..." "Hugh, I should probably get up, wonder if I'll get to meet anyone today…"
After complaining for a bit more, I realize that I'm starving after my stomach grumbles like a volcano about to erupt, I get up and decide to try to cook some of the wolf meat.
After a couple of minutes of aimlessly walking I find enough dry sticks under a couple trees, I decide to sit down really quick to satiate my stomach.
After putting the sticks into a circle like shape I realize I don't have a lighter, but then I remember that my dad was an explorer, and when I was about 13 my dad brought me with him on an expedition every now and then, while we were there he taught me how to start a fire with rocks and how to look for rocks with the right properties.
"But in this case, the issue is that I'm most likely going to have a hard time finding any of the rocks" and right as I say that, I spot a boulder with a cluster of a white spike like, slightly see through mineral, also known as quartz on the side of it.
I stand corrected.
As I walk over to the boulder I start to pump myself up, getting ready to attempt pull the quartz straight out of the boulder.
After getting to the boulder, I size up the quartz and find that the smallest one is relatively close to the bottom near the leftmost part of the cluster.
After gripping the crystal as hard as I could, I start to try to pull at it as hard as I could, but after a couple tries, nothing had worked, so I hatched of a plan.
Now reinvigorated, walk up to the quartz grip the same crystal and then instead of pulling at it, I lift my feet off the ground now putting my entire body's weight on my hands, leveraging my weight wholly onto the crystal.
After a couple moments a crack appeared on the side of the crystal, and after a couple more moments, the crystal started to rapidly crack and peel straight off the side of the boulder, the crystal came off in a spectacle of dust and small quartz particles flying to the sides.
After everything had hit the ground, I was left with an almost prefect crystal to start a fire with, but just when I was celebrating, I realized that I needed a second crystal to start the fire with.
After a moment of grieving I look over to the cluster and see that there's a black and reflective material on the inside of the hole I made while taking out the first crystal.
After theorizing for a short moment, I conclude "That's Flint!"
"That's the best thing I could use to start the fire since I've used it before, it makes sense that I found it on the inside of this boulder, after all, dad did say that you can find flint wedged in most types of rock"
After rejoicing for a bit, I walk over to the flint and snatch it out of it's whisper-thin cleft.
After grabbing the flint and quartz crystals, I hurry back to the unlit campfire, and well, begin to light it.
After getting back to the campfire, I start to fiddle around with the two stones until, a small spark had appeared.
Although the spark didn't collide with the wood after I'd done it once, it was relatively easy to recreate.
After lighting the campfire I take out the meat I got from the wolf and lay it near the fire, close enough to cook it but not too close as to not burn it.
After waiting about half an hour, the flame was starting to dim and the meat looked just about edible.
After deciding to head onward, I put out the campfire, pick up the meat and head off.
After taking my first bite of the the meat, I realize that it's hard to chew on, but has a mild resemblance to the taste of beef.
After finishing about half of the meat, I feel relatively full and decide to put it in my inventory, as to not let it slow me down while running.
After a short 10 more minutes of running, I remember that I should be using the light mage robe with flash, as to be able to make it out of here faster, and so I put on the robe and use the spell.
Once again, I feel that oh so rejuvenating stim in my legs.
As I begin to sprint I once again feel absolutely no fatigue on my body, as though I'm flying through the air.
After a short 2 minutes of full sprinting, I see something I've been rearing to see ever since I got here, "a road!"
Excited, I damn near fly towards the road, after only less than a minute, I had made it onto the road, "proof of humans, finally" I blurt out in happiness as a single imaginary tear makes its way down my face.
After regaining my composure, I attempt to think logically for a moment trying to decipher which way will bring me to the closest settlement.
After realizing that there I have absolutely no clue, I just decide to wing it and head right, no use in wasting my time on something i can't find the answer to.
"It probably won't take too long to get somewhere, I mean I still have flash activated, so I should be able to atleast get close to where I need to be" I say to myself, giving myself more confidence.
After deciding to go right, I begin to once again full sprint in said direction.
After about 5 to 6 minutes of running I see a small figure in the distance, after closer inspection, it also seems to be moving along the road.
After deciding that it was most likely humans, I decide to confront them, although I know this is risky, I'm in dire need of information and maybe I can get something from them, and worst comes to worst. I can run.
After swallowing my fears, I creep towards them.
Once i was about 2-300 meters away from them, I realize it's a cart, or maybe a wagon of some sort.
It seemed to be built in a rustic or medieval style, it had a basic cloth roof, two small rooms most likely for storage and rest, at the front it had a basic wooden seat, and a lantern, it was horse driven, which meant there had to be someone driving it, and after closet inspection, there was, he seemed to be looking my way, indicating that he's seen me, after swallowing my fears once more, mustering a steady look to reciprocate his own.
once I'd collected all the lies I might need for this conversation and decided that i was ready to speak to him , I tiptoed towards the carriage...