[gasping and panting, raven manages to stumble his way out of the range of the grass. he ends up tumbling a few times, hitting the ground hard, but eventually he's free. with a hiss, he rips out the remaining blades of grass and angrily throws them back into the field.
...
he stares at the portrait for a few moments]
"My mother groaned; my father wept. Into the dangerous world I leapt..."
[he will pick up the painting and try to carry it out]
Re: PETRIFIED FIELD
...
he stares at the portrait for a few moments]
"My mother groaned; my father wept. Into the dangerous world I leapt..."
[he will pick up the painting and try to carry it out]