"Yeah, I'm fine.." The.. well, she's supposed to be white Pegasus rubs the back of her own neck with her hoof. "I guess you could just say I'm not build for Wilderness survival. But, hey, I have you these." Opal takes her bag and opens the top, dumping it out on the ground. About 2 dozen scrolls fall from the bag, a few more worn-looking than others.
((Of course I don't mind! I'm really glad I had a successful RP for once!
))



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