Vodarara found himself in his primary camp, a place he had claimed of sort a good place to stockpile anything of interest he wished to experiment on that he did not wish to have left more in the open temporary camps, those were more open to scavengers rifling through their contents or other people helping themselves to the contents though he didn’t mind that it didn’t allow him to keep items he wished to keep safe and out of contact from being moved, lost or taken by others and thus why he had sort of ended up with a more active base though it did prove useful in the fact he could store a few things as well as piece’s he could bring out for stockpiling as well as a good wash place, he wasn’t the type to stay in one place for a long period of time.
This was his stockpile and the fact it was safe from the risk of Avalanche’s well that was at least what he hoped, it would be a shame to have such a large amount of equipment lost into the wilds once again like before, though at least if anyone recovered those it may be put to use but it would be a waste for him when he was constantly scouting across the icepack hunting and observing.
Though he had made a number of fragments of his life here like the markings you sometimes find in caves, he did plan to leave behind something of note maybe any creature foolish enough to decide this type of lifestyle was for them would put such a thing to use, he had designed a number of arrows over his lifetime though there were only two so far that he would call his masterpieces.
It was time to add another fragment to this, with the interesting discoveries he had made in the caverns, maybe they would prove of use in such a design or for whatever is destined to come, something to bog down ones target, now with animals a single shot to the right spot would be the correct course of action to bring down a large even greater target but against intelligent enemies normally such a thing has a far lesser chance of succeeding when the attempt is made, so either to assist in ones escape or too allow one to fletch and release more arrows a way to stop a creature in its tracks would prove rather useful.
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wc: 414
414/1500
This was his stockpile and the fact it was safe from the risk of Avalanche’s well that was at least what he hoped, it would be a shame to have such a large amount of equipment lost into the wilds once again like before, though at least if anyone recovered those it may be put to use but it would be a waste for him when he was constantly scouting across the icepack hunting and observing.
Though he had made a number of fragments of his life here like the markings you sometimes find in caves, he did plan to leave behind something of note maybe any creature foolish enough to decide this type of lifestyle was for them would put such a thing to use, he had designed a number of arrows over his lifetime though there were only two so far that he would call his masterpieces.
It was time to add another fragment to this, with the interesting discoveries he had made in the caverns, maybe they would prove of use in such a design or for whatever is destined to come, something to bog down ones target, now with animals a single shot to the right spot would be the correct course of action to bring down a large even greater target but against intelligent enemies normally such a thing has a far lesser chance of succeeding when the attempt is made, so either to assist in ones escape or too allow one to fletch and release more arrows a way to stop a creature in its tracks would prove rather useful.
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wc: 414
414/1500