Am I worth it?

Phobos arose at nightfall. He began running. There was a huge ridge of rock that overlooked the Morya Valley. Then, onto the forest!

Phobos finally approached the huge rock spire. He began a climb. It was only 40 feet high, or so.

Sogekihei, with a very subtle expression, sat in the shade atop a smaller mountain covered in trees at it's peak, observing. He took out another cigarette and began smoking once again. As he blew the smoke into the air, he held out his sniper rifle once again. Picking off small animals and lesser demons to kill time. He sighed at how boring his job had been so far. The wind became strong, especially around the slope of the mountain. Nearby Corroded Vultures flew in circles, swooping down occasionally to eat at the creatures Sogekihei was shooting. Sogekihei fastens the eye patch as he begins to absentmindedly think of his past. He reforms and holsters his gun, once more. Kicking back, he rests his arms behind his head, looking up at the sky. Sogekihei closed his eyes, letting out a soft sigh as he relaxes some, still smoking.

(( I apologize for the inactivity. ))

Phobos groaned.

It was a steep hike, and he had fallen twice. Phobos staggered up the wall, pulled himself over the edge of the spire, and collapsed.

The forest.

The beautiful emerald glowing aromatic wonderful forest.

Phobos began to climb down the spire. The valley side of the spire was 80 feet above the ground. If he fell, it would not be good. To say the least.

The ledge collapses.

Phobos tumbles down, but luckily the spire curves out to the forest, so he bolts down, trips, and rolls down the lower edge into the forest.

He runs, moving through the bushes and the shrubs, makes a turn, and trips. He stumbles into an open grassy area, and suddenly stops dead in his tracks.