Something finally happens! Sort of!

Both of your bags are pretty heavy, but Twist likely doesn’t have much experience with rope, while you on the other hand do. Your sister taught you how quite some time ago, and while you’re likely a little rusty you’ll probably get the hang of it quickly. To that end, you take the bag with the Food, Water, and Rope and she takes the bag with your Smithing Tools, Binoculars, and Towel. The one exception being your Multitool. It’s small size makes it easy to store just about anywhere. You place it in the food/water side of your bag.

Twist loads up with the two bags she’s carrying and the four of you head into the armory. Twist stops and asks about a weapon for herself. With only the spear and staff remaining, she chooses the staff. It won’t do as much damage as the spear, but it’ll be lighter to swing, which should help considering she’s weighted down.

As you travel down the tunnel leading to the box-canyon, you ask if Twist has seen the map. She has and agrees with your proposition to head back to the semi-circular building. You get the feeling that she doesn’t really have much of an opinion on the matter one way or the other. Which is understandable considering she has even less knowledge on what’s going on than you do. And you don’t know much.

As you travel, the four of you drape your Blankets over your heads and down the length of your bodies, tied about the neck to hold them steady with some Strong Silk Straps provided by Amy. This should help keep you warm against the cold.

You also reflect again on your choice of weapon. The gauntlet certainly isn’t optimal, the bow and arrow isn’t either. Sure, you can draw it, but with questionable accuracy. But you’ve read horror stories about monsters that can do harm just by coming into contact with the skin. It’s best to keep some kind of barrier between you and whatever it is you’re up against.

You wonder for a moment if maybe there was something at your house you could have brought to defend yourself with instead. Or maybe you could make something with your tools, if you could find a forge of course.

Without bothering to stop, the four of you head out into the still falling snow, but you don’t get far before turning right around and heading back under the awning. There’s some terrifying noise out there. Echoing, rhythmic booms; like the footfalls of a giant.