Chili sighed as he leaned his head against the back board of his bunk. He could see the sun going down from the small porthole window to his right. Trying to calm his nerves a little. He'd never been a fan of the ocean despite the fact that he once found it beautiful and full of wonders. Contradictory as it may be Chili also found that for all its beauty it had just as much terror. After a certain month, long stranded venture Chili had never really been one for the ocean.
"Damn undead nightmare," Chili muttered in a hushed tone as he remembered the smell of the creature's unpleasant odor as it ripped the ship he had been on to pieces. The memory faded as he felt a lurch in the ship as it was hit by a large wave. Shaking his head Chili figured as long as he wasn't on a piece of drift wood he'd be fine, so he relaxed and let his head lay upon the pillow.
"The ship should be docking at Snowfall by the time I wake up. The captain already went over where I need to head once we make landfall. Now all I need to do is get some sleep." Chili went over in his head while he slowly let his eyes fall shut, and fell into a light sleep.
Having slept for who knows how long, Chili felt the ship pull to a stop, he fully arose from his bunk as he heard the captain holler. The small cabin he had been given barely had enough room to harbor the small bunk and the desk that sat to the left of it. Shaking the drowsiness from his eyes, Chili slid his legs off the mattress and let his feet hit the floor. Balancing his right elbow on his leg, Chili rested his chin on his hand. Looking down slightly Chili relaxed a littl remembering that he had fallen asleep with his shoes and clothing on, so he was already set to start the day. Grabbing his pack which was resting on the floor next to the bunk Chili got up and made his way to the door that was on his left at the back of the ship's room. Opening it he was met with a semi dark wooden hallway that led into the bowels of the ship. Turning right from the doorway Chili walked down the hallway passing a few other doors as he went before he came to stairs that descended further down as well as ascended upward to the deck. Going upward Chili shielded his eyes slightly as he made it to the deck, the sun was close to the middle of the sky and it was bright as heck out side. Once his eyes adjusted to the new lighting Chili walked to the railing of the ship ignoring the bustling background of the ship's crew and looked out into the whiteness of the island he had just arrived at.
"I would make a pirate joke but this is fishing vessel so it'd be inappropriate to do so," Chili thought as he noted the small cabin village close to the docks.
The two masted ice breaking fish vessel and its crew had done their job, now it was time for him to do his.
Following along the railing Chili made it to the boarding plank before he could take a step onto it though he was stopped by the captain.
"Alrighty lad, your destination should be a few hundred meters in a southwest direction. The map I gave you should have the exact coordinates. My men and I are gonna cast off as soon as you leave before our ship is frozen in place. We'll be back in a day to pick you up, so try not freeze to death." The gruff, short length wise bearded man said.
Nodding in understanding at the captain Chili, pulled out his compass as his breath hissed out in a steam while he read which direction he needed to head in and began to descend the plank. Walking off the ship fully Chili would have shuddered when he felt the cold wind that suddenly picked up, however, his uncle had made sure his resistance to temperatures well below freezing was as strong as it could get. Ignoring the inviting wooden cabins that were sitting near the docks by tens of meters Chili made a beeline for the edge of the forest, heading toward the coordinates specified in the job's request.
Crossing the tree line Chili was lucky to have his compass cause all he was able to see was snow covered ground and trees were everywhere around him once he was a good forty meters in. Just keeping to the compass, Chili pulled out the mini map of the island from his pack's side pocket and looked at it while noting the compasses direction.
"About three hundred more meters this way and I should come to the clearing where the figure was last seen." Chili speculated as he looked at the data he held. Continuing forward Chili just listened to the wind as it whistled through the snow weighed branches of the trees and the crunch of his shoes in the snow. It was slightly comforting to him as he went. About fifteen minutes later Chili arrived at the edge of the clearing.
The snow covered tree tops glistened from the way the light was hitting the trees, while Chili walked out into the open glade. He came to a stop in the middle of the thick snow covered field, he had been walking across and unzipped his pack. Putting the compass in Chili pulled out the request he had taken from the notice board he had found it on and read it once over again. Skipping over the description and just reading the coordinates for the most recent sighting of this ice creature that, was posted at the bottom of the page and compared it to the maps.
"Man the ship took two days to get here, then I actually manage to get to the location specified and now I have no idea where to go from here." He blatantly thought.
Turning in a slow circle, Chili scanned the surrounding area the best he could. Behind him was the forest he had just emerged from, to his left more woods, to his right a frozen lake, and in front of him a few meters was a rather large hill. He began marching up the hill. As he traveled upward the sky began to darken with amazing speed and by the time he was at the top, it was snowing. The temperature seemed to drop a few more degrees as Chili's breath was now a thick mist in the air. Trying his best to see through the snow, Chili was able to get a glimpse at a lone shack off in the direction that the lake had been. It was about a hundred meters south east of the lake. Cambering down the hill Chili threw the map and request in his pack and proceeded to zip it up as to not lose anything as he began to run a little faster. Back at the base of the bump in the ground, Chili turned left and made his way diagonally through the clearing and to the fifty-meter long frozen lake he was gonna have to cross.
It was so cold out that Chili was positive that the lake had to be frozen pretty solid, however, just in case he was wrong, Chili tested his footing as he went out ways beyond the lake's edge. Finding it to be solid he didn't hesitate to pick up his speed as he moved to cross the frozen surface. About three-fourth ways across Chili heard cracking as breaks in the ice started to appear behind him. It didn't appear to be spreading forward toward where he was standing however the crakes were growing in their current locations. Keeping his foot as he spun around and ran the last fourth of the way, Chili slipped as he got to the edge. Falling hard on his back and pack as he collided with the snow covered ground, Chili watched upside down as something emerged from the ice.
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"Damn undead nightmare," Chili muttered in a hushed tone as he remembered the smell of the creature's unpleasant odor as it ripped the ship he had been on to pieces. The memory faded as he felt a lurch in the ship as it was hit by a large wave. Shaking his head Chili figured as long as he wasn't on a piece of drift wood he'd be fine, so he relaxed and let his head lay upon the pillow.
"The ship should be docking at Snowfall by the time I wake up. The captain already went over where I need to head once we make landfall. Now all I need to do is get some sleep." Chili went over in his head while he slowly let his eyes fall shut, and fell into a light sleep.
Having slept for who knows how long, Chili felt the ship pull to a stop, he fully arose from his bunk as he heard the captain holler. The small cabin he had been given barely had enough room to harbor the small bunk and the desk that sat to the left of it. Shaking the drowsiness from his eyes, Chili slid his legs off the mattress and let his feet hit the floor. Balancing his right elbow on his leg, Chili rested his chin on his hand. Looking down slightly Chili relaxed a littl remembering that he had fallen asleep with his shoes and clothing on, so he was already set to start the day. Grabbing his pack which was resting on the floor next to the bunk Chili got up and made his way to the door that was on his left at the back of the ship's room. Opening it he was met with a semi dark wooden hallway that led into the bowels of the ship. Turning right from the doorway Chili walked down the hallway passing a few other doors as he went before he came to stairs that descended further down as well as ascended upward to the deck. Going upward Chili shielded his eyes slightly as he made it to the deck, the sun was close to the middle of the sky and it was bright as heck out side. Once his eyes adjusted to the new lighting Chili walked to the railing of the ship ignoring the bustling background of the ship's crew and looked out into the whiteness of the island he had just arrived at.
"I would make a pirate joke but this is fishing vessel so it'd be inappropriate to do so," Chili thought as he noted the small cabin village close to the docks.
The two masted ice breaking fish vessel and its crew had done their job, now it was time for him to do his.
Following along the railing Chili made it to the boarding plank before he could take a step onto it though he was stopped by the captain.
"Alrighty lad, your destination should be a few hundred meters in a southwest direction. The map I gave you should have the exact coordinates. My men and I are gonna cast off as soon as you leave before our ship is frozen in place. We'll be back in a day to pick you up, so try not freeze to death." The gruff, short length wise bearded man said.
Nodding in understanding at the captain Chili, pulled out his compass as his breath hissed out in a steam while he read which direction he needed to head in and began to descend the plank. Walking off the ship fully Chili would have shuddered when he felt the cold wind that suddenly picked up, however, his uncle had made sure his resistance to temperatures well below freezing was as strong as it could get. Ignoring the inviting wooden cabins that were sitting near the docks by tens of meters Chili made a beeline for the edge of the forest, heading toward the coordinates specified in the job's request.
Crossing the tree line Chili was lucky to have his compass cause all he was able to see was snow covered ground and trees were everywhere around him once he was a good forty meters in. Just keeping to the compass, Chili pulled out the mini map of the island from his pack's side pocket and looked at it while noting the compasses direction.
"About three hundred more meters this way and I should come to the clearing where the figure was last seen." Chili speculated as he looked at the data he held. Continuing forward Chili just listened to the wind as it whistled through the snow weighed branches of the trees and the crunch of his shoes in the snow. It was slightly comforting to him as he went. About fifteen minutes later Chili arrived at the edge of the clearing.
The snow covered tree tops glistened from the way the light was hitting the trees, while Chili walked out into the open glade. He came to a stop in the middle of the thick snow covered field, he had been walking across and unzipped his pack. Putting the compass in Chili pulled out the request he had taken from the notice board he had found it on and read it once over again. Skipping over the description and just reading the coordinates for the most recent sighting of this ice creature that, was posted at the bottom of the page and compared it to the maps.
"Man the ship took two days to get here, then I actually manage to get to the location specified and now I have no idea where to go from here." He blatantly thought.
Turning in a slow circle, Chili scanned the surrounding area the best he could. Behind him was the forest he had just emerged from, to his left more woods, to his right a frozen lake, and in front of him a few meters was a rather large hill. He began marching up the hill. As he traveled upward the sky began to darken with amazing speed and by the time he was at the top, it was snowing. The temperature seemed to drop a few more degrees as Chili's breath was now a thick mist in the air. Trying his best to see through the snow, Chili was able to get a glimpse at a lone shack off in the direction that the lake had been. It was about a hundred meters south east of the lake. Cambering down the hill Chili threw the map and request in his pack and proceeded to zip it up as to not lose anything as he began to run a little faster. Back at the base of the bump in the ground, Chili turned left and made his way diagonally through the clearing and to the fifty-meter long frozen lake he was gonna have to cross.
It was so cold out that Chili was positive that the lake had to be frozen pretty solid, however, just in case he was wrong, Chili tested his footing as he went out ways beyond the lake's edge. Finding it to be solid he didn't hesitate to pick up his speed as he moved to cross the frozen surface. About three-fourth ways across Chili heard cracking as breaks in the ice started to appear behind him. It didn't appear to be spreading forward toward where he was standing however the crakes were growing in their current locations. Keeping his foot as he spun around and ran the last fourth of the way, Chili slipped as he got to the edge. Falling hard on his back and pack as he collided with the snow covered ground, Chili watched upside down as something emerged from the ice.
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