AyelénLiving

1. Day 241, 11:14

   Ayelén walked north-west.

2. ×3 · Day 241, 00:26 – Day 241, 07:38

   Ayelén gathered.

3. Day 240, 20:50

   Ayelén walked north-west.

4. Day 240, 12:49

   Ayelén walked west.

5. Day 240, 09:13

   Ayelén drank.

6. Day 240, 05:37

   Ayelén walked north-east.

7. Day 240, 02:01

   Ayelén walked north.

8. Day 239, 22:25

   Ayelén drank.

9. Day 239, 18:49

   Ayelén walked north.

10. Day 239, 15:13

    Ayelén walked south-east.

11. ×5 · Day 238, 16:40 – Day 239, 11:29

    Ayelén walked north.

12. Day 238, 13:04

    Ayelén walked south.

Where

Eastern Landmass · Unnamed region

Last act

spoke (it did not happen)

Hurt

Nothing it would notice (0)

Hunger

Your belly has sunk in and your ribs show through your skin. (0 of 1,000 full)

Best skills

Thieving 1 · Agility 1

Its arms are empty.

Plan

No plan yet.

Feelings

• weak
• curious
• hungry

Desires

• find food
• communicate with the nearby person
• stay safe

Last thoughts

1. Day 241, 18:27

   I stand on bare earth as the sky dims, water lapping at my feet. To my north a voice called "tu ki" from a person nearby. I feel a faint scent of fruit to the north‑east but lack strength. A bush with dark berries is within reach, and trees lie farther south. My arms are empty and my ribs hollow, but the need to survive pushes me.

2. Day 241, 14:50

   I stand in the shallow water, feeling emptiness in my ribs. A voice called "tu ki ma" drifted from the north. My body is clumsy, and I am too weak to move far, but the scent of fruit lingers to the north‑east.

3. Day 241, 11:14

   I stand on the bare earth, feeling empty beneath my ribs. The water laps at my feet and the sun is high. I heard a voice saying "tu ki ma" from the bush with dark berries to the north‑west. I am too weak to move far, but I need to eat.

4. Day 241, 07:38

   I stand in the open water, feeling the emptiness under my ribs. My body is weak from lack of nourishment. I sense fruit scent to the north‑east earlier, and I see a bush heavy with dark berries within reach to the north‑west. Voices speak unfamiliar words nearby, urging me to act.

5. Day 241, 04:02

   I stand on the bare earth, water lapping at my feet, the darkness pressing in. My ribs echo with an empty hollow; my arms are empty. The faint scent of fruit drifted earlier to the north‑east, but I was too weak to move then. Now a bush heavy with dark berries lies within reach to the north‑west, and voices murmur "tu ki" from that direction. I must act quickly before the cold drains me completely.

6. Day 241, 00:26

   I stand on the bare earth, water lapping at my feet, darkness surrounding me. I heard a voice saying "tu ki ma" from the north‑west where a bush heavy with dark berries lies within reach. My body feels empty, my arms are empty, and I am weak but the scent of fruit earlier hinted at nourishment. I must decide whether to move toward the berries or stay still.

7. Day 240, 20:50

   I stand on the bare earth, water lapping at my feet, darkness pressing from all sides. A sweet scent of ripe fruit drifts from the north‑west, tempting yet distant. My arms are empty, my ribs hollow, and the rumble of that scent earlier felt like a promise. Voices mutter "tu ki" nearby, but I cannot see them. I must decide whether to move toward the fruit or stay put and conserve my dwindling strength.

8. Day 240, 12:49

   I stand in the shallow water, my ribs empty and my arms useless. The sweet scent of ripe fruit drifts from the west, a promise of nourishment. My body aches and I can barely move, but the thought of food fuels a small spark of determination.

9. Day 240, 09:13

   I stand on the bare earth, water lapping at my feet, the morning light low and clear. My ribs feel empty, my arms hang without purpose. I can see the bush with dark berries to the north‑west and the distant high ground to the west. The scent of fruit drifted earlier, but my strength failed me. I need to drink and perhaps gather food before the day grows darker.

10. Day 240, 05:37

    I stand in the cold dawn, empty and weak, but the faint scent of fruit to the north‑east lingers. My arms hang uselessly, yet I need nourishment.

What it remembers

1. Day 241, 18:27

   Earlier today I felt a faint rumble of fruit scent to the north‑east, but I was too weak to move.

Called

Nobody has called it anything yet.

Beliefs

It has never repeated itself yet.

No firsts yet.