The Tale Of Varathia

Remember

Arilos hazel brown eyes open as he feels the wind hitting his arched back, still unaware that he may die before his story even starts. he comes to his senses, looks down at the bright blue yet cloudy sky under him, and braces for the impact, closing his eyes and squinting hard, ready for the pain he was about to endure.
as he falls, the harsh brancshes of the thick spruce trees scrape against his soft and gentle skin, and his black jacket, blue tee shirt, and his dark blue ripped jeans do little to nothing to protect his light-tanned skin as he hits the ground with a hard,
"THUD."

After a few minutes of being blackedout, He slowly sits up holding his head and looking at the ground hes currently sitting on, "Ugh, god damn, wait I'm alive...I'm alive! haha beat that sky!" he says with triumph as he jumps up with glee and dusts himself off, wiping some of his bright red blood off his beat up arms in the process. His jacket fell to the lower part of the back of his leg and split near his lower waist, there was A silver spiral pattern on the lower back of the jacket and chest moving horizontally. The jacket looked like something royalty would wear, But was found in the garbage by some random homeless dude, and his hair wasn't any better. When it fell to his face it was like a tornado blew by, but once it settled in place there was more hair to the left side of his face than the right, but he wasn't bald on the right side, just less hair.

he also may be bleeding all across his arms and legs but nothing a few band-aids can't fix right?

As he fixes his teared up clothings and hair he looks around at his surronds and notices A dirt wagon path hes currently standing ontop of, "Alright well, now I got to figure out where the hell I am," Arilo stated to himself as he walks down the dirt path looking at the thick trees that caught his deathly fall.

As hes slowly walking...Or well limping down the wagon path walk, he starts to hear loud chattering a few miles away and as he limped towards the chattering he could see a random tavern crowded with what looked to be mythical creatures.

"Alright well, this may be illegal considering I'm only 17 and about to walk into a tavern full of drunks but I got to know where I am."

He then confidently walked inside and as he suspected there were no humans in sight. all he saw were creatures that had some human attributes like their upper body or lower body, but never both, they could be blending in with the crowd but for now, he assumed that this tavern was full of creatures.
"where the hell am I?" he questioned himself as he looked around.

No one seemed bothered that an underaged teen was strolling around as he asked people where he was and what day it was. He was blatantly ignored due to his attire, It looks like he was jumped, and the fact he looks like royalty in a tavern full of low lives doesn't help.

Leaving in his defeat he catches someone staring at him in the corner of his eye. She seemed to have orange fox ears and tail but overall looked pretty human, and also around his age, most likely 16. She was also wearing a light blue long-sleeved shirt that exposed, in the center, a light green tee shirt. Her bright red hair covers her eyes to the point where she most likely can barely see.
"Alright well, worth a shot I guess," he thought to himself as he walked up to the girl.

"Heyo! I'm Arilo and I was hoping for you to tell me where I am, 'cause to be honest, I have no idea haha."

The girl opened her mouth but before she could give the response Arilo was anticipating, their conversation was rudely interrupted by a half-human half-horse creature, more commonly known as a centaur.