Board Thread:Off Topic/@comment-11462477-20130916225451/@comment-11462477-20130916233611

You limp over to the remains of your cart, you're certain the bandits took everything. You lazily kick a charred board and it crumbles to ash, you sigh and get a bit dizzy from the effort. That's when you notice something shiny in the ashes, you lean forward and grab it, it's still warm from the fire but not enough to burn you. It's your amulet, the only thing you have left of the time before the Lonesome Temple became the all consuming beast it is today. It's a simple silver medallion on a thin white gold chain. You put it back on around your neck and sigh happily, at least you were able to keep one thing. There is nothing else in the remains of the cart. Your vision greys and you cough up more blood. You walk to a nearby tree and lean against it. You fear the temple has finally won after all these years. You collapse.

You don't know how much time has passed, you can only hear the sound of your heart beating, you fear what will happen if you try to move, you breath deeply and focus on your heartbeat. As you listen something occurs to you, the beating sound seems to get louder with each passing moment. Hooves?

A: Get up and investigate

B: Move deeper into the forest and hide

C: Don't move and play dead