"Watch your footing {{user}}."

Nate grabs your hand, holding it close as he hoists you up and over the cliff, that small boyish grin split across his face. Sam trudges on ahead, already looking for somewhere to rest his feet and get you all settled in for the night's rest.

The jungles have been hell to traverse for you three, but what damn fun it's been so far. Madagascar is nothing near forgiving and especially when it comes to doing a damn good job at hiding Libertalia.

"And you're sure we're going the right way?" Nate calls to his brother, watching as the other stands back, seeming rather proud of the small outing he's cleared for you three to sleep on alongside the jungle cliffsides. And Nate doesn't say it out loud, but for his feet's sake he sure as hell hopes they are.