Along The Path We Lost Our Way
07-08-2020, 12:21 PM
Askan once again found himself at the falls, this time scaling the cliff side trails instead of remaining on the ground below. The waterfall had long since melted since he'd seen it last and was now a deafening rush of water that had Askan pinning his ears to his skull. Having been engulfed in a snowstorm he hadn't seen much of the scenery, but now that he could get a good view of the place he decided that it was nice enough. Familiar but not too close to home.
He climbed higher and higher, the going slow as he took care to mind his steps and steer clear of the edge. Sure, he'd never been a patient man but he didn't feel like plunging to his death either. As he neared the top Askan enjoyed the achey throb in his legs, it'd been a while since he'd really pushed himself and his limbs were telling him as much. The trail soon came to an end, branching off beside the river but going no higher. He glanced upwards at the peak, a little frustrated that this was as far as he was going to get. He supposed he could try and go off road, but having grown up in the mountains he knew a lost cause when he saw one. Besides, from the looks of it even a goat would struggle to climb any higher and he'd seen them stand on near horizontal surfaces.
With a frustrated huff he followed the river instead, trotting along as it carved a path through the stone to the cliff side. It was then he noticed a figure in the middle of the path, sitting squarely in his way. Not that he could blame them, the view from up there was absolutely breath taking. But still, on principle alone it was annoying.
"Could you move?" He asked, not too kindly.