Ransley had arrived at a river as he continued his journey. He reckoned at deepest it was only waist high and began to cross it. Alas, the current was too strong and he began to get dragged away. He tried to swim towards shore but it seemed too far to reach and he was being dragged away.
In desperation Ransley the Ranger began to flail around. Luck seemed to be on his side and he grabbed hold of something, he did not see what it was but he was just glad to be holding on to it. He kept his grip tight and drew out his short sword, there were still some trees across the bank. He pulled out his rope and gripping the sword in his mouth managed to tie a knot single-handed, he suspected it would not hold long but a chance was a chance.
His aim would have to be accurate. He raised his arm and flung his sword towards a tree, it struck dead in the center and he grabbed on to the rope, trying to pull himself towards the shore. Unfortunately things were not in his favor as the knot began to give way but Ransley noticed something else as well, the tree was beginning to snap. Maybe, just maybe there was still a glimmer of hope.
He pulled back, in the way of the current with all his might and it seemed luck still was on his side as the tree snapped and began to fall towards him. He moved quick and dove under water with a deep breath. He heard the tree splash over him, still holding on to the rope he flung an arm out towards his short sword which was lodged into the part of the tree that was underwater. He pulled it out as he hung onto the tree.
The tree had not broken through completely and part of it was still cracking away on the shore. Ransley managed to move shorewards with the help of the tree. He managed to mace it across in time and dropped onto the shore. He took in a deep breath, thanking his stars for that save. The road would only get tougher he guessed and Eoln the sissy elf would be making it no easier for them.
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