The Tale of Timus : Book 1, the bracelet of evilness.

Chapter 4

In the town where Timûs was born, there lived, an elf. Who was charismatic in the ways of friendship. Who's name Josen. He was only year older than Timûs. Josen was also trained in the ways of finance, economically knowledgeable and also very helpful in Timûs need. For Josen, his elfin family line goes way back to the dawn of the first kingdom, kingdom of life and his family use to aid the Imps if need be. But, his family was extremely wise with money and contracts. It said that, even, when contacted was out line. The elves could physically conduct contracts to be burnt, but, that was only fully trained elves, for Josen, he wasn't old enough or even fully trained. The training for an elf to do such physical or mentally tallent is that of five different testing levels.

Josen had only 10% of town and one bank. He, conducted audits. Drafting contracts of when people need them. In that morning when Timûs had that meeting with Sandor, Josen, wasn't fully aware of that meeting and even the Druid.

Josen has never seen an Druid, he heard of them when he was younger and wanted to see one. But, in due course, that moment would be chosen.

It drew mid day, the foggy clouds raised up and become more foggy in the sky and save only an puss sunshine from little opening. Josen, complete part of haf finished business and then met Timûs at his place of work, to his confusion and unknowingly, Josen couldn't see Timûs. So he waited for little while.

As he waited it drew to 12:15pm, Josen though of his home upstairs and he had right to walk up those stairs in the Inn because he knew Gamble, Hamper and Timûs. Only curtain mebers could go up those stairs.

Those stairs were made out rare wood from the rarest tree called the, frans, it was like fresh earth that had fume of wooden work. This wood could only be made by Dwarfs, there make, was like of no other. They were extremely smart in stone craft, also, quite crafty with wooden oak. The stairs were carved within the stair. The carving were of shapes, not in sequence, aswell, not in a pattern. The shapes were dwarfs axes and axes were small to medium scale in the carving. The railing, was of pine oak. It was oiled to perfection.

As Josen walked up, he, turned to his right. Then as he walked past the wooden hall, no creek as he walked to Timûs room. Josen, knocked on the door and expected an answer. There, the door open and on the other side of the room who opened the door, Timûs, who opened the door.
"I am sorry Josen, i am ..packing" flustered Timûs.
"Packing? For what?" Asked Josen.
"It's something "difficult" to understand" said Timûs. As Timûs was packing an thought starting to hit Timûs "do i tell him?" Though Timûs.
"Why are you packing? Are you going some where" said Josen, wondered and started to get suspicious.
"It's..something..big" said Timûs flustering as he packed.
"What is it?, Timûs, what is you keep from me" asked Josen.
"You..would't believe me"
"Tell me, try me" Josen was trying to get his answer. Then, Timûs, stoped and then breathed in. "How much do i tell?" thought Timûs. As Timûs finished his bag, zipped it tight and then told his reason. He started with the druid abrupt arrival, the reason he was orphan as baby, his royal line, the bracelet and the Gnome who betrayed her own clan for the bracelet. Then an surprise, wonder of fear and confusion came upon Josen.
"Is this...all true?" asked Josen with his voice treble with the question brewing in is mind.
Then, Timûs sighed and told more, "there is more to all this, but, I don't want you-" and then Timûs got cut off by Josen "Worried?, more than that. Confused and man-" and Josen was then cut off by Timûs voice.
"Thats only what I know, i am same, i am mad. little bit confused and some what conflicted" replied Timûs, there, was nothing more that Timûs could say and he thought he said enough. Josen on other hand was confused with Timûs situation, then, as if spark of his charismatic was going to help "i..am confused, but, now hearing what you told me. I don't know if I could any money advice or just advice in general" wonder Josen, but, that spark was quickly burnt out in his words. Then, Timûs breathed and made voice that his air was concealed by tension. Timûs brought up his journal that he may or may not have the chance to write in, then, as he brought it up he could feel its leather and sticking to his finger. Then, packed in unzipped bag, then, zipped it. Then he put his packet bags on his bed. Then looked around the room and thought "will I ever see this again" Timûs thought and then asked that came quickly to his mind "would you be willing to come with me, Josen?" asked Timûs. Then as if the question was like flash of suddenn thunder zapped through Josen mind. "I will think about it" said Josen. Then mid afternoon, became evening and the two friends were in ther own rightful homes.