Imogen is propped up against a tree, of which always happens to drop leaves on her face. "Even the trees are out to get me, why does everything hate me?" Sighed Imogen.
"Ugh... what did you say? My head was throbbing too much for me to pay attention." Asked Clarence.
"Oh nothing, I was just talking to myself; I do that a lot if you haven't noticed." Answered Imogen as she plucked a leaf off her head.
"You're a weird one, that's for sure." Pointed out Clarence. "And I still feel strange around you, but I did try to kill you after all." Admitted Clarence.
"Why did you even try to kill me anyways, I know that I was being a jerk; but normally humans don't kill other humans because of something so trivial." Reasoned Imogen.
"I don't know, I was just so angry and I felt as though the world would be better off without you." Explained Clarence. "I am sorry by the way, very sorry; I shouldn't have acted like I did." Apologized Clarence while he pushed himself up to look at Imogen.
"Like I said before, we can just forget that it happened as long as you don't try to kill me again; but this doesn't mean I trust you." Stated Imogen as she spit out a leaf.
"I can never brush off what I have done, but if you so desire; I'll pretend like it never happened." Offered Clarence.
"No." "Pretending is never good, we just have to face the facts and move on." Claimed Imogen. "I was in denial once, I pretended that what had happened to me; never happened." Lectured Imogen. "I never got anywhere, it just got worse and worse everyday; until I couldn't pretend anymore." Continued Imogen. "If you pretend, you can never truly heal; the pain of what you're trying to forget will only get worse." Mumbled Imogen as she looked away from Clarence.
"Well that's one hell of a speech, I didn't understand a word you said; but it sounded truthful." Laughed Clarence feeling somewhat confused. "So how are we going to go about fixing this, I have no clue to be frank." Asked Clarence.
"You could start by promising not to swear near me anymore and then we'll see what happens." Advised Imogen.
"I guess that it's only fair, okay; I Clarence Stoneral here by promise that I'll never swear around the creature in front of me to the creature in front of me." Declared Clarence. And as the last word rolled off his lip, a feeling of tightness and loss of freedom was felt in his upper right chest.
"What did you do?" "I felt like I gained a slight amount of power over you, I can't even explain the feeling; it was like..." Hesitated Imogen.
"Don't even try to explain the feeling, you'll only waste time; a Soul Sown Oath can never be explained." Requested Clarence.
"What's a soul sawed oat or whatever you just called it, is it a weird breakfast food?" Question Imogen as she twirled her hair.
"It's called a SOUL SOWN OATH, it binds a creature to do what has been promised; if you break the promise it turns you into a slave for the promised." Recited Clarence.
"If what you just said is the truth, then why did you promise not to do something that you're bound to do by accident?" Inquired Imogen.
"I was just showing my good faith, but maybe I didn't think this through all the way." Acknowledged Clarence.
"Hah, you're pretty stupid sometimes Clarence." Sneered Imogen.
"And there you go again, the way you said it made me feel like you really meant it." Criticized Clarence.
"Oh... someone told me that before too, I thought that she was a moron; but maybe I'm the stupid one here." Grumbled Imogen while slamming her elbow into the tree. "I didn't know that how I said something mattered that much; I'm sorry." Stammered Imogen.
"How you say something is just as important if not more than what words you use, words are just the supplements to contain your emotions after all." Taught Clarence.
"Are you sure you're the same guy that said that my rant was too complicated for you to understand." Teased Imogen. "Your mind is like a clearance rack." Jested Imogen.
"See, you can do it; that joke only felt like you were teasing me." Congratulated Clarence. "Regardless of what you actually mean, how you say your words is how other people interpret them; but don't forget that your base words matter too." Reminded Clarence.
"Okay, I might have to work on it for a bit; but I think that I understand what I have to do." Responded Imogen.
"Hah, you act like a child and you look like a child; I'm starting to think that you may actually be a child." Hypothesized Clarence completely off topic.
"I'm not a child!" "I just had a very sheltered life, that's all." Fumed Imogen.
"Yep and totally I believe you, I'd follow you to the ends of Straten just by hearing that one honest statement." Refuted Clarence amused.
"Just shut up already, I'm tired of your crap; you darn subject changer." Complained Imogen.
"Did you want me to congratulate you again, because I could do that?" Grinned Clarence as he bit off his nails.
"Never mind, you're an awful human being." Pouted Imogen.
"I was just repaying you… we should be even now." Agued Clarence.
"Weren't you the guy who just said that you could never repay me, what's this change of heart; do you have no shame!" Exclaimed Imogen.
"I never said that, you're putting words into my mouth." Objected Clarence. "And before we get too distracted, just remember that we have a lot of things to do today." Reminded Clarence.
"Oh yeah, you're right; let's continue this conversation later." Compromised Imogen as she walked over to the flower.
"What's so important about that flower anyways and how did you know that those creatures were coming for us, you're giving me a lot of unanswered questions." Speculated Clarence, eyeing Imogen suspiciously.
"Lets just say that I'm a bit different then most people and most things that happen around me will be unexplainable." Hinted Imogen.
"My god, can't you ever just say things out right; I'll get mental trauma for Denair's sake." Whined Clarence.
"You'll be fine, I've had way worse; who's Denair by the way." Inquired Imogen as she cradled the flower like a caring mother.
"..." "Were you born in a rut or something, how could you not know of The Crowned God; he's the god that created everything." Gasped Clarence.
"So you're saying that The Crowned God created the entire universe, along with everything in it?" Confirmed Imogen in awe.
"He created the world and the world is everything in existence, is the universe a continent?" Questioned Clarence.
"No it's a-, never mind; you wouldn't understand anyways." Dismissed Imogen. "For now we have a change in plans, we're going to hunt some creatures." Demanded Imogen commandingly.
"First off, why and second off; no." Stated Clarence.
"You can't say no, that's unfair." Pouted Imogen as she flipped off Clarence.
"I get a say in this too, I'm not just going to follow you blindly and isn't flipping people off just as bad as swearing." Reprimanded Clarence.
"Oh this, I thought that it didn't mean anything here; it was just a joke anyways." Smiled Imogen as she gestured to her middle finger.
"I'm not even going to ask anymore, I'll just explain; Nemwobgnol Hsilgne invented the culture." Divulged Clarence.
"That sounds a lot like English Longbow Men, but then again I probably heard wrong." Crooned Imogen to no one in particular.
"What are English Longbow Men?" "You always say the most random shi-, I mean crap." Squealed Clarence.
"Hah, you almost got locked into servitude." Snorted Imogen. "Oh my god it's a mouse, get into battle stance Clarence." Commanded Imogen.
"I can't tell if you're kidding or not, but if you are; you need to work on your sense of humor." Responded Clarence.
"Sorry, I forgot that mice aren't dangerous anymore." Amended Imogen.
"Ahh, that makes sense; I understand now." Remarked Clarence sarcastically. "Let's get moving now we have pla-." Paused Clarence as he watched Imogen stab the mouse and pour its blood on the flower. Right now Clarence is the most baffled creature in existence.
"You're a lunatic, don't kill animals for no reason." Screamed Clarence.
"There is a reason and even if there wasn't it still would be better than killing plants randomly, CLARENCE." Emphasized Imogen.
"But before Clarence could retort, the plant started screeching and deafened the forest.
"My ears, why would you do this to me, little flower!" Cried Imogen. But as soon as the dreadful noise started, it stopped and the forest felt more silent than ever.
"What the hell did you do to that flower Imogen, what are you!" Bellowed Clarence as he watched a python jump on Imogen.