~Tuwaku dangles from the edge of a cliff, clinging to life with his right hand, a hand with three broken fingers. He grits his teeth as he pulls himself up, his left arm immobile from a cobra bite. The soil gives way from under his fingers and Tuwaku panics, below him is a seemingly endless drop into forest and mountain rock~
How the hell do I git meself inta these predicaments?
~Tuwaku digs his feet into the cliff side and attempts to push himself up~
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How- How the hell do you end up like this, brother dear?