User blog comment:EstupidCow/User RP Games The Warming Games/@comment-4344174-20140112143435

Blake wakes up, knocked out and in a box. He bursts out and frantically grabs a sword. He then runs out, grabbing a bag before heading to the north.

Hopefully my alliance isn't dead. I need them now. His thoughts race around as he finally stops. He hears a laugh and freezes. "Oh crap." He says and trips on a rock, tumbling down a cliff. "Damnit!" He yells, before hitting the water. "Finally, a lake not completely iced." He swims out and sees it freezing up. He scurries back off, hopefully into a place where he can get in the arena.