IC: Kurik -- Jungle pathKurik trudged through the dense, swampy jungle. The branches kept whacking his face, the swamp water bubbled out noxious gasses, and moreover, it was nightfall. He had been walking all day after nearly drowning in the Endless Ocean, and was ready to drop like a dead man. Looking for dry land, Kurik splashed around. Of course, he couldn't find any.Night was almost upon Kurik, so he quickly ran to the nearest tree and pulled out his two daggers. Examining them, he deemed them ready for the task, even though they were damaged. He stabbed the daggers into the tree, and scaled it until he reached the higher low branches.Working quickly, he grabbed some vines and knotted them until he had a makeshift harness in hand. Kurik put it on, then attached several more vines to it. He took those vines and tied them to the branches all around him, tying almost taut, but with just a little slack as to let him move around when he woke up so he could cut himself free.Kurik lay there for three hours before he could sleep, and even then, he didn't dream...