She lays still for a moment, collecting herself. “Ugh…” the woman mutters, slowly staggering to her feet. She has to keep moving forward. She eventually reaches a creek crossing, where swift-flowing water breaks over large rocks. She holds her sparse belongings overhead as she shuffles sideways across the current with water up to her chest. Unable to see her footing, she takes a step off a steep dropoff, which sends her plunging into the water. “Gah!” she shouts, losing hold of the small rolltop bag. She and her sword disappear into the water with a sploosh.