Fell off the Cliff

Me and Tara were out resource gathering with my little buddy Tigger tagging along with us. We made our way down to the shore. I tried to climb a tall cliff to get a better view of the area, but I lost my grip and fell far to the ground. I was knocked out for a few hours.

I woke up.

"You sure took quite the fall there, Ricky," Tara said. "I'm glad you're okay."

"I'm not having any luck with climbing these days," I replied. "First the lighthouse, and then now this."

"I think you need to take a little break from climbing for a while," Tara said.

"Yeah, me too!"

I was near the top of the cliff just before I lost my grip and fell. Damn, my back hurts. It's sure not gonna be fun dragging all this stone, wood, and iron ore back to Felicia. At least my little buddy Tigger is carrying most of it.