"How long have i been traveling?" somewhere, at the middle part of a mountain under a powerful snow storm, trudging himself through such hardships for the past few hours with no end in sight across the vast mountainous terrain, a lone Warrior covered in an overbearing white cloak with a sword behind his back, the lone figure didn't dare stop as he make haste and continued on his foot through the wilderness.
"So cold..." making large strides with each and every step, carrying his legs wearings boots that sinked considerably on the plains of snow, leaving behind a clear trail of his, the Warrior "huff" and "puff" breathing in along succinctly with no falter, a precise call and set of actions made by him to stay alive through the extraneous and unfavorable conditions the cold and stormy environment presented before him.
"Dammit!" he tsked upon himself.
"I should've bought a goat or a wyvern!" His rugged, scruffy look and unkempt appearance was then presented in clear view under what little sunlight can pass through the thick formations of clouds above as he stopped in his tracks.
The Warrior bore a weary, tired look for a young man himselt. His brown eyes just at the edge of drowsiness, for his eyelids already halfway from closing in. His sharp, short black hair dirty, and his overall adventurer-like appearance all the same, unkempt. He couldn't help himself but then scratched his head as a response from feeling a sense of irritation from within.
"There should a town just a kilometer from here!" The Warrior continued on his track, as he took out a small map from one of his small bag right beside his sword. His brown eyes then laid bare to an illustration of the entire continent with his finger already following around a certain trajectory "Im up here in the mountains, then that means, over this side is where the town should... Be!" his eyes immediately lit up as the small illustration of a town, a civilization presented itself on the map before him. He shouted lightly in a joyous manner, but not before raising his chin to see up above, beyond the "The mountain- I have to get over this Mountain to get to the village?" he took a good look at peak piercing through the sky, as he stood still there for a good few motionless minute on a what appears like an almost valley-like terrain on the mountain. The Warrior obviously tired from all the walking and traveling, his stomach growling, his weary legs shaking in from the cold.
Being fed up with his condition and situation, yet left with no choice, he put his index finger and thumb over his nose, before proceeding upward across the rocky mountain.
Putting his steps carefully to not fall or end up in unfavourable predicaments or situation, the Warrior's hands firmly grabbed and held onto the rocks stucked in between. Forced to crawl upwards as the angle of the terrain turned higher and higher. "Grr..." he gritted his teeth as the pain he felt and has to endure was nothing short of the word "Hell" on the surface. The cold sweeping and seeping in their way through, the extraneous sensation of his muscles burning for being worked to the brim, yet freezing all the same for what the environment presented to him, Warrior however still managed to endure the extremely demanding situation, despite his already depleted energy, as for he understood the pressure on all sides; If he stopped, he might die. If he didn't stopped, he might die, but that has less chances than the former.
After some good nearly half an hour of rock climbing with nothing but his limbs or safety gears, the Warrior was then able to finally momentarily lay his body to rest and relax his muscles at a small flat surface at the top of the mountain which is surrounded by thick heavy clouds of a snow storm. He took in heavy breaths and gasps for air, or what little he could get and tried to managed in his body at the very least, before once again, forced to move despite his aching and painful existence.
"The fun never stops, huh? Damn it!" He grumbled on his breathe, exhausted for some.