Yes, his sense of direction really was that bad - which probably went some way to explain how he ended up in Majix completely by mistake. He admired the thick, lush forest he now found himself in. "Well, this doesn't look like Spain, but its a million times nicer than where I ended up last time - for a start, it's not a warzone," he thought to himself, casting his mind back to a few months ago where he was almost blown up after wandering a few hundred miles off course.
He soon found himself at a beautiful lake - peaceful, serene, shimmering in the midday sun, it seemed to have an almost magical quality about it. No doubt about it, this was the perfect spot to take a well-earned rest. Tegryn hauled the large rucksack off his back and carefully placed it on the ground - well, you'd be careful with your pack if it contained all your belongings. It held all his clothes, his cooking utensils, momentoes of his journeys, and amoungst other things his precious MP3 player containing his favourite music collection, one of the only things that kept him sane on his lonely travels.
He lay back on the soft grass and took a deep breath - the air was so pure and sweet here. He gazed up at the sky, wondering what he should have for his lunch, when a bad feeling came over him. He couldn't explain it, but it wasn't good. Sure enough, three sinister shadows fell over him. Behind him, he heard a voice loaded with spite say "Well well well, look what we have here!"
Startled, Tegryn jumped to his feet and turned to face the ones who had addressed him. He was faced with a trio of teenage girls who he rightly guessed weren't very pleasant. Apart from their rather outlandish clothes, he couldn't help noticing their eyes - he smiled. 'I've seen some bad make-up in my time, but that is ridiculous!' he thought to himself, stifling a laugh.
"What's so funny?" snapped the one with dark curly hair. The malicious look that was previously on faces of these girls was replaced by a look of anger. Tegryn quickly realised his mistake - obviously, humour was not one of their strong points.
He held his hands up in a vain effort to calm them down. "Nothing, honest"
"It didn't look like nothing to me."
"Look, I didn't mean to offend you. Let's just cool down shall we?"
A wicked smile appeared on the girl with long white hair standing in the middle of the three. "Cool down? Hah! It won't be US that cools down!"
With no warning she held her hand up, and a blue flash shot from it. Tegryn instinctively dived out of the way. The martial arts training he had received in the mountains of central China was finally paying off - of course, he was meant to be in Switzerland at the time, but this was hardly the time or place to debate whether he should've turned right instead of left at Istanbul.
This situation wasn't good. Did that girl just shoot something out of her hand? What on earth was going on? He looked to where the bolt of magic had hit the ground - it was frozen.
Definately NOT GOOD.
In a panic, he reached for his pack and started to run towards the forest, dodging the shots flying around him. Unfortunately, he was paying so much attention to his attackers that he wasn't watching where he was going, and tripped. Icy took aim and prepared to land the final blow...