Why I'm here.

[Nemo]

As Nemo walked through the forest snow cracked softly beneath his feet.
"Just like I remember... cold."
A twig snapped behind him and Nemo swiveled. A brutish man with an axe stood behind him.
That's not good, not good at all.
"Hand over what you've got boy, maybe I'll let you go."
Despite all the man's foolish bravado, he knew how to handle a weapon pretty well, that didn't bode well. Nemo drew his sword and charged.
Here's hoping...

[Nemo]

The man was fast, dazzilingly so. He caught Nemo's wrist and twisted till he dropped the weapon.
"Foolish little rat!"
Nemo squinted his eyes closed.
I don't want it to end here, not yet. Please somebody help me!
Too late, the axe was already descending in a vicious arc. He would never become a great warrior, his story would end here with an unmarked grave in the ice.

[Nemo]

With no other choice Nemo brought his leg up hard, right between the bandit's thighs. The man doubled over and Nemo wasted no time in grabbing the sword he had fumbled and stabbing down between the man's shoulder-blades.
"I have no time for honor, may you rest in peace."
Only an idiot would travel alone, so where is...
Pain exploded in Nemo's left thigh, when he looked down there was a foot long feathered spike sticking out. Turning quickly Nemo found the archer, who was busy loading a second arrow. Nemo rushed forward awkwardly, favoring his good leg.

[Nemo]

Another arrow pierced Nemo's torso.
No major organs were hit... but damn that hurt!
Gritting his teeth Nemo covered the last five yards and spun wildly at his target.
"I will not die just yet! You will come with me!"
Grasping the sword with both hands Nemo swung with all his might and severed head from body.
"Well that accomplished alot... at least I won't die alone now..."
Nemo lay down in the snow and closed his eyes, he was far too weak to complete his journey.
"I guess this is what I deserve..."
OoC: If anybody wants to step in now, that would be cool. If not then whatever.

[Nemo]

"Why so weak Nemo, is that your limit?"
Nemo twitched at the sound, there was something unnatrural about the voice.
"You lazy weakling, why did you even bother coming here if you're just gonna' lay down and die!?"
Nemo shot up and immediately wished he hadn't, the pain in his stomach was agonizing. He ripped out the two arrows and screamed again.
What about that potion the master gave me...
Nemo grabbed the vulnerary and took a sip, most of his wounds closed and he managed to regain his footing, albeit unsteadily.
"Maybe I'll head somewhere warmer now."
Nemo turned around and started to trek southward.