Mind made up, he broke from the witchpath to weave towards the outpost. The hopjack runs were numerous, but his flagging energy kept him slow. As the sun started to set, he resolved to see if he could find one more Seedwind drop. His own group had stashed a few in this area and he remembered that one of them had fatty preserves and snares.
This is where the character feels himself desperate for a drop to be found, and then he realizes the dangers, but at some point he feels determined.
Nicely inflated scene with chaos, desperation, and determination. @jfuji
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