Yes! Got the next one done! Actually I've this part done for a while, but I thought I would add to it, which I didn't so I'll just post this short little piece.

Clothes, minds, and lots of water!

"What is your problem? You are really stupid you know." The green headed guy yelled at me. We turned around the corner into a little road filled with shops. It was the quiet areas of our glorious city, filled with quiet little shops and lots of old men feeding birds.

"Well-" I stopped myself. I wasn't going to get in another fight. I already killed Thomas..

"Tristan, Come here. I found clothes." He was looking in a shop window. I walked over and he pointed to a pair of shoes, a shirt, and a pair of pants. "We'll buy here."

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They itched.

That's all I could think of. I stood on a stool with a tailor measuring me. He had me take my wet shirt off and was making me try on a new one, well it was new in his standards. It was a really rough clothes, I think the little tailor called the material, wool? Well I hate wool. If I ever become king I shall ban wool!

Not that I will ever be king.

"S-so sir do you like it?" the timid little tailor asked. Personally I didn't like it, but I needed some thing cheap. I had to trade a gold button for this. (I only have 6 left.)

"Yes it will work fine." I said sarcastically, which was good for me. I climbed off the stool and looked into the old cracked mirror of his.

The clothes were black and red. The shirt was a plain red shirt, the pants were black and they were very itchy. And the green headed guy said that I had to get a cape, so I did. I really liked the cape. It was a nice material, not wool and it had a hood.

We thanked the tailor and left his shop, and the city entirely with out talking. Then I spoke.

"So, which way are we going?" Mr. Green headed guy looked at me stupidly and sighed.

"Through the Mulee forest." Mulee where's that? I had never heard of that place. And as if he read my mind he said "It's a while from here, past the road to Bamarre, it's a specters forest Tristan." Specters!?

"Tristan, yes, its full of Specters." Great just what I need some ferocious specter after me- wait, how did he just answer a question when I didn't ask-

"I can read your mind." He said bluntly picking up his walking pace.

"YOU CAN WHAT!" I screamed. I didn't usually care what people thought of me, because what they thought wasn't true. But he probably knows my deepest darkest thoughts-

"If you had any I would know them!" he yelled now far ahead of me. I ran to catch up.

"You jerk! That's mean! How dare you go into my private thought-" he stopped and looked at me.

"Tristan, shut up. Its not like I try to read your thoughts. It's just you have a very week mind and your thoughts just come out like words. I can't read ever ones thoughts. Just certain peoples. " I was ticked- no I just wouldn't think about thinks any more. Good plan.

It was around noon when we reached the Forrest, well the Forest Mulee forest is days away. The one we had just reached was some little Forrest that didn't have a name Elf boy ran most of the way. We stopped in front of it, taking a break.

"You haven't asked my name yet so I'll tell you any way. I am Alkin of the Wood elves. I was sent to help you through this. You have a purpose for us, though I don't know it yet." He sat down in the spongy soil. He leaned back against a rock and closed his eyes. I stood there dumb founded.

Why was I here, what am I going to do? And was I supposed to sit?

Apparently I was. He didn't wake up for 3 hours.

I sat around looking at the trees, this Forrest was actually really lovely. There were tall Ever whites, and ever blacks, Thomson root, (which is good for making potions) and weeping willows.

Weeping willows were never a good sign, they only grow were a man has been murdered. There were hundreds.

Well I really wasn't tired, and why he was tired I'm not sure, but I began to fall asleep because I was bored.

He was a Forrest elf, who can read my mind, saved me, and now is asleep. Nice guy huh? A smile crept to my face, a complete fool I am. I can't win for loosing.

THUMP!

I jerked my head up and looked around. Something was coming out of the Forrest strait towards me.

THUMP!

"Alkin..." I whispered poking him on the forehead. He didn't move. "Alkin!" I said frustrated, throwing a rock at his head.

That one woke him up.

"WHAT!?" he screamed. I fell back wards hiding behind my rock. What ever it was, it was getting closer.

He froze.

"Tristan, be very still. An ogre is coming." My jaw dropped. An ogre? I though we were going to be dealing with specters not ogres.

Slowly Alkin pulled his hands in front of him making a fist. A bright light was glowing from them. He said something in elf tongue (something like go my fire pretties! But I'm not sure he said it really fast.), and jumped up shooting a ball of fire at the ogre.

I screamed and stood up. They were fighting about 5 ft. away from me!

Tristan continued to battle with the ogre. Then the worst thing that could happen happened.

More came.

I stood there in total confusion as Alkin shot them with ice balls and fireballs.

"RUN YOU DAMN FOOL!" he screamed as even more came, there were 12 now. Like wild bulls, they kept coming, more a more. I was truly terrified. I had never gone with father on an ogre hunt, so I had never actually seen one. I was much more a loner, learning spells, doing my regular rituals, and learning any language I can, particularly elfin. Fighting with a sword I am quite good at, but give me a real challenge and I'll run.

"I said run!" he blasted a fireball and flew backwards into a tree.

I ran,

And ran,

And ran.

I ran into a clearing by the river. Not a big clearing, just wide enough that if the water overflowed it went onto this clearing. It was beautiful.

I completely forgot about Alkin and the ogres.

I wandered around a little bit till I came to a deeper part of the river.

Words started to flood my head.

Water. Plus. Me. Equals.. Clean! I could take a bath wohoo!

I quickly shed all my clothing except my pants. I looked around for a moment to make sure nothing was around, (particularly for ogres) then a jumped into the wonderful water.

I landed on a rock.

Pain!

But the pain didn't last very long and soon I was swimming around, doing backstrokes, butter fly strokes, and whole new strokes. I was having the time of my life. Then I lay on my back and floated; just watching the clouds go by. Not worried a bit about Alkin.

ALKIN!!!!

I jumped onto my feet. I had forgotten about Alkin!! I started to go towards the shore as fast as I could. If Alkin was dead, that means I'll be dead soon..

I tripped.

I am such an idiot. I went to fast, didn't see the log, and fell flat on my face smashing my skull against a rock. STUPID, STUPID, STUPID!

I tried to stand up, but when you hit your head, you tend to get very dizzy. And when you get dizzy it's very hard to know which way is up, and you tend to get light headed when you're underwater and can't breathe, so you tend to faint,

Which I did..

A/N See this was not my favorite chapter. So Alkins kinda, a, smart alec. But he's cool. So please Review for me, and if you have a better idea for this, well short-strait-to-the-point chapter, please tell me.