You came to the conclusion that climbing higher would be the better option as you witness the massive feet of the orcs stomping over the floor of the barracks. A bug had attempted to dash over the floor just as you had done not long ago, but its run had ended under the sole of a thick boot as the owner kept walking without looking down. With the rumbles of those steps encouraging you, you start climbing upwards along the wooden frame of the hammock, the leather wrappings giving you hand holds as you go.
Thankfully the clothing you wore was light weight as the distance was eating away at your strength, by the time you reached the bed surface itself you were exhausted.
With arms nearly giving out, you step onto the leather cot only to stumble forward onto your face as the effort of climbing took its toll. Slipping down the incline made by the occupant left your face against a thick green wall that stretched high up above you. As you struggle to get your head away from the foot you end up pressed against it even more, leaving you sputtering as you taste the sole of the giant against your lips. This gave you enough of a boost in energy that your able to step away from the towering foot to take a full accounting of your options now that your on the hammock.
"I could go along the side of the orc but anyone walking by could see me." You mutter to yourself as you wipe your arm over your face. "Or I could go between his legs to hide till I come up with a way of getting some help."
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