On a warm sunny day where it is 22°C in the full sun you walk deep into the forest where the temperature drops six full degrees and the air becomes noticeably damp. You follow a downward sloping path that leads deeper and deeper into the sun shaded woods. Before too much longer you begin to hear the thunderous roar of rushing water. There are various warning signs plastered up on the ever widening trees whose canopies disappear into the mist well above you. You approach a set of stairs leading down. Many fellow travelers around you balk at the sight of the steps. People murmur in quiet panic as you push past them and wander down, down, down. The dull roar of the water is now so loud you can barely hear anything other than the water itself. At the base of the steps is a long, and narrow bridge that visibly swings under the pilgrims foot steps. You are standing with one foot hovering over the edge. What do you do? Roll for initiative…
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