Jericho the Wanderer
I study the map, trying to decipher where the entrance to the cave is. Unfortunately, I haven't had any luck with finding it yet. What I have found its several small pits where my foot has gotten stuck a few times. I try to compare the cave map to one of a map of the mountains, but it isn't offering any assistance. I'm also reluctant to use the feather pen to draw any more on the map. Who knows what diseases I might contract through that bird. That's when I hear someone yell "Hey!" just a little while away.
Travon Miles
I look forward through the brush, relieved to see the bodyguard I'd hired a day ago to protect me. Of course, I didn't have anything to pay him, so I offered half the cut from whatever riches we might find. "I can't seem to find entrance," I say to him. "And my foot keeps getting caught in the crevices." He waves me on. "The entrance is over here, now try to keep up. I'm your bodyguard, not your babysitter."