> Cross the river over the thickest bit of ice like a normal person.
You tread carefully, finding the best patch and crossing it. After that, it's easy to get the sword. The sword, when you approach it, looks to be made from steel, or other silvery material. It it remarkably unscathed from any of the elements or the tests of time. The grip is of black leather and silver filigree, and the cross-guard and pommel made of a silvery material, shining with the reflected light of a moon not present, rich and elegant yet strong, and covered with designs of battles of old. A large, glistening red stone is set in the middle of the pommel, gleaming seemingly by its own, as if there was a fire that was glowing from within. The sword is resting on a few rocks.
Status:
> You are warm and happy.
> You are full.
> You are not thirsty.
> You feel comforted, calm, and content with the world.
> You have a slight headache (-1 to physical rolls) (-2 to mental rolls).
> You have suffered slight blood loss (5150/5600)
> Weapon: Slightly Rusted Iron Longsword (-1)
> Armour: Leather
> Rations: Full (10)
> Water: Full (10)
> Skills: Long Swords (4), Speech (1) (131/200xp), Pickpocket (0), Athletics (0), Culture Knowledge: Dwarf Fortresses (0), Geology (0), Psychology (0) (94/100xp)
Inventory:
> Apples (15)
> Leaves (20)
> Pretty Flowers (6)
> Green, Vinegar-y Globs (12)
What do you do?