( Natein's POV )
"Where the bloody hell am I?!" I yelled my head as I kept my composure on the outside. I had no idea where I am and if I was even still in the village or am I even still in the Kalgaars.
I kept wandering off this dense forest, all I have in my bag is a compass, a family axe that I stole from my uncle and a bottle of water. The compass sure is a good help... If only I know which nation is Klar, Prall, Heiin, and Wein.
(**East, West, South and North )
Although, it has been pointing to the the left for quite some time now...
"This is no biggie! I'm sure I'll find a small cottage or possibly a village and be able to ask someone where I am. Just gotta make sure I actually go to correct paths."
I smiled ear to ear before getting back on feet and leaped over a fallen tree on the trail. I know for sure I was getting out of this. I mean, everyone does, right? And if I don't, maybe the Gods are doing this for my experience.
I continued on, keeping only good thoughts and not lose hope. After a while, I found a river and I immediately walked towards it to refill my bottle.
"Yes! I was about to run out. Thank you, Gods!" I exclaimed as I look up at the sky before I covered my bottle. I sat down and looked around before deciding to take a dip in the river.
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After I had dried my pants, I started getting back on my trail, looking around the forest while walking in case of any sign of a small cottage or so.