Thread:Auraestus/@comment-26044791-20150929224852/@comment-26044791-20151005072913

Okay then, here we go. Are you okay if this RP is R, just so we don't have to worry about going overboard with anything

Farnin had a brain-filling headache. Everything was spinning, Farnin looked around him. He was in a small, damp cart that was crudely made. Lying beside him was... Glosur Darloc it seemed. Why was Farnin here? What had happened? Last thing he could remember he'd been travelling across Harad, going with Glosur to the Harad mountains to see his kingdom. A small crack of light appeared at the end of the cart, it seemed that a small splinter had fallen out of the side of the cart. Farnin poked his eye through, the landscape around him was desolate and easily identifiable as Pertorogwaith.

Now Farnin remembered, they had been ambushed, Farnin hadn't even seen his attackers, they'd just knocked him out before anyone else noticed them. But if they hadn't killed him then there was only one other possible situation, they were being sent to the arena of Pertorogwaith...

Okay Aurestus, post what you do while you're in the cart, you have no weapons and can't escape.