Several days later...
The heroes are driving across a bumpy road and towards a forest.
Ariyae: "(shakily) Why are we heading for the woods?"
Cale: "(shakily) Lariat chose to separate himself from society. These woods are his home."
Owen turns off the trailer at the edge of the woods as the sky turns grey with clouds
Rox: "(awkwardly) Well great."
Ariyae: "We need to get through here on foot while it's raining?!"
Makoh/ Cale: "(excited) Yes!"
Everyone awkwardly looks at Makoh and Cale
Makoh/ Cale: "Huh?"
Ariyae: "Not so fun for Harmonies."
Cale: "O-Oh yeah... I forgot about how you get when it rains."
Several weeks ago...
Ariyae has locked herself in her room in the middle of a storm.
Ariyae: "(out of it) I hate it when it rains."
A knock is heard on the door before Cale's voice seeps through the door.
Cale: "Ariyae? Can I come in?"
Ariyae: "(out of it) I hate it when it rains."
Cale: "(awkwardly) O-kay then..."
Present day...
Ariyae is already curled up into a ball and rocking back and forth on the floor.
Owen: "(sighing) Well great."
Rox: "Do I seriously have to be giant and shield you from the rain?"
Ariyae: "(out of it) Yes..."
They all awkwardly push Ariyae out of the trailer before the rain starts to kick in.
Makoh: "The storm is getting ready."
Rox enters her giant form and holds Ariyae close to her stomach.
Owen: "Come on."
They make their way deeper into the woods as the first few drops of rain begin to fall.
One hour later...
They have arrived at the ruins of an ancient city with the buildings carved out of the trees.
Ariyae: "(out of it) What kind of place is this?"
Owen looks towards the largest of the buildings, memories flowing through his veins.
Owen: "Where I first met Lariat."
Cale: "Yeah..."
Rox: "Lariat was originally an Elven soldier 3000 years ago."
They step inside of the square.
Makoh: "No wonder why he's-"
Makoh dodges an arrow made of green light from behind.
???: "Looks like you haven't lost your touch."
An Elf with a green cloak, white, collared shirt, brown pants, black, heavy duty boots, bandages around his left arm, long, blond hair tied into a ponytail with a green hair tie, blue eyes, pale skin, and holding a wooden bow is patiently meditating on top of one of the buildings, appearing as though he didn't even look at the heroes.
Cale: "L-Lariat!"
Lariat: "(concentrating) I'm curious of the reason why you're here with a Harmony, especially with a multitude of you."
Lariat continues to sit there.
Owen: "Can we take this inside... anywhere?"
Lariat gets onto his feet and jumps onto the ground, splattering mud all around him.
Lariat: "Please make this quick. I don't like straying from my meditation too long."
Ariyae: "(out of it) I can try..."
They try to find someplace dry...
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The Truth of Emotions
FantasyBook #2 in the Emotions series. 3000 years since the nine successors thwarted Soalious and became the new nine gods. A new race, the Harmonies, we're birthed from the temporary point in time where reality was falling apart. Now society has progresse...
