Report [F6-SP] An angry drunkard who's just a little sad. <<The Gemini>> in Beginner Floors Posted March 23, 2020 Morgan looked over the edge of the cliff he now stood on, wondering if it would be impossible to jump off of into the water. Probably wouldn't be worth the risk to find out. He backed away from the ledge and looked around, a small path just off to the right, a steep dirt path that he'd probably stumble down if he wasn't careful enough about it. Morgan huffed. "Alright then." Slowly making his way over to it and gripping firm footing onto its steep edge. It was about fifty eight percent steep grading, he could definitely slip. Morgan lowered his weight backwards as he made careful steps down the path, holding onto rocks where he could for support. "Slow and steady, just like a tortuga." He reassured himself. But of course, he was not a tortoise, and his grip ripped one of the stones out from the dirt, causing him to tip forward and begin fumbling down the trail. "Filho da puta!"