barbarian or troll? [cordelia day 1]

"We gotta get out of here."

The sound of the door opening, quickly followed by footsteps has my weapon unsheathed, and my body pressed closer to the taverns wall. The foot steps grow louder before they begin to fade. It would seem that the brawl was coming to an end. Soon the arena would be alive with the sound of cannons exploding, tallying the dead. By then we would have to be ready to move.

Thinking, I take a moment to look around, at the arena the game makers had created for us. I was pretty sure that during my scrambling around on the tavern floor I had seen a trapdoor. Or something door like, and knowing the games it wasn't there by mistake. They never were. "Look, I'm pretty sure I saw a trap door in there," I say gesturing towards the tavern.

"Wait till there is no one around and take it." I was sure that the wealth alliance would no doubt see it, and possibly even use it themselves, "I'll be close behind, just gonna do some snooping first." I wouldn't go far, I just wanted to have a quick look around, and it would be easier to move without being seen on my own. Especially since I was sure big foot over here would stomp around like a baboon and alert fucking district 10 about our whereabout, let alone the tributes who lurked nearby.

"Don't get yourselves killed," I look at Alpha, and then at Cachi, smirking a little, "though, you shouldn't try that hard."

Hiking my bag higher onto my shoulder I creep to the edge of the tavern, taking a quick peek before I take off, running towards what looked like water. Well, what I hoped was a lake, and nothing more.

[picks up some stuff ]
[flees]

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