I'm a wizard. Or at the least a magic user. I hope to meet someone who knows magic, soon.
If I could get out this damned forest. Who decided to let my door lead me here. There's no markers or anything to show where I am.
Also where's my house. Almost if listening to my thoughts a door appeared infornt of me on one of the trees.
Dissappear I though causing the door to go. Appear, the door came back. I can come and go as I please now. I sure as hell ain't going any time soon. Who knows how long I'll get stuck in there again. First time a million year, next time two million, I hope not but who knows.
Walking through the forest looking for anything to show any sighs of mankind.
I should have worn shoes, instead of my slippers. I squeezed through a bush to other side. I look down and realise. A path!
I can't wait human interaction. It's been so long since I've talked to another.
How do you talk to another. Maybe I should practise. "Hello." "Hello." "Helllllo."
"Hi." A voice called out behind me. I turn to see a short orange looking meatball with an eye and mouth.
"What are you?" I asked my repulsion overpower by his friendliness.
"A ricene. Is it your first outside your human village?" This is clearly not earth, where the f**k am I. I guess I could ask.
"What's your name?" I asked.
"Mijinalop. Nice to meecha." He's too friendly maybe another cult member.
"My name is Lurin. Nice to meecha too. Do you know where we are?"
"We are in a forest." I couldn't help but get annoyed.
"The country or continent?"
The one eyebrow scrunched up. "How'd not know which country you're in. Are you stupid?" He doesn't even look like he's mocking me.
"I got involved in some magic and ended up in the forest. I would like to know where we are, please." I mean it's the truth from a certain perspective.
"Magic! You can use magic as a human? You must be the dark lord. How did escape the clipcien prison!"
What?