Lucy Robins Stumbled through the overgrown jungle as best she could, her fatigue beginning to affect her progress, for 2 weeks now she'd been travelling through this jungle in the hopes of finding something worth coming back with to her employer, the wealthy Miss White of the White Family and Heir to the White Fortune, currently estimated to be at around 2.5 billion, all of it acquired over generations of antique valuable selling and brokering, if Lucy could come back from this trip with something uniquely amazing she would be set for life with a regular lucrative business partner, no more traipsing around following leads she got from drunks in local bars, actual expeditions with a team and a budget.
As she kept her mind preoccupied with the thoughts of the riches to come she failed to notice the loose footing directly infront of her, slipping and tumbling down the side of a hill she cursed her own stupidity as she landed in a bruised and battered heap at the bottom of a previously unseen hill, looking up she could see no way back up to her previous path, but she could see a strange looking bush with some equally strange looking berries hanging on it, looking around some more she could see the beginnings of a somewhat accessible route but she was just so tired and worn out from the weeks on end, and her fall hadn't exactly helped her.
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