Draft

Chapter Five: Ones Inner Self +

A small cool breeze sweeps across Igris face. He can hear the leaves from the trees moving, the chirping of birds around him. He slowly opened his eyes as his vision was still blurry. The sheer light of the sun blinded him. As he regain his vision he was staring at some sort ceiling at a home. He couldn't move with a sharp pain hitting him, no matter where he moved it ached. Ignoring his pain, he stood up and limped towards the door. Nobody was around it was silent. He looked at the exist as he walked towards it. Opening the door, blinding him by the sun for a few seconds before he regained his Sight. He was in some sort of village, next to a shoreline. He could see kids playing and locals waking around. They were wearing custom clothing of some sort. He started to question if he was even alive, maybe he was dead after all.

" You seem to be well, it's remarkable how fast you recovered ", A man said next to him.

Igris turned and seen a somewhat old man. His hair and beard was long and shabby. He can tell he was a man of no sleep.
" Who are you, and where am I ?", Igris said as he slowly lost his footing.

The man quickly grabbed him from falling over,
" It seems you haven't recovered fully. You need to take it easy, these wounds were close enough from taking your life ", The man carried him back inside as he laid him back down.

" If our hunters haven't had found you it just a slight second you would've been killed by those monsters. A brutal way to die, would've ripped you to shreds ", The man said as he was preparing some kind of drink.

" Wh-who are you, and where am I ", he asked again reluctantly.

The man chuckled, he finished the drink by adding water.
" It seems that's all you're gonna ask so imma just answer you're question as short as possible ", He kneeled down and gently helped Igris up,
" You can call me Dramo, Dramo Colore, and you are at Yeslof Village, in the outskirts of Haylor island ". He grabbed the cup and helped him drink it

" What did you give me? ", Asked Igris.

" Its a pain killer, it also helps with regeneration ". He laid him back down as Mr.lore sat next to him.

Finally realizing his last name,
" Your Mr.Calore the father of Autumn? ", Igris asked.

Dramo sat there confused on how he knew that, " How do you know that? The only possible conclusion is that she sent you here looking for me ? Am I right?".

" Yeah, she said you went missing, that promted your son to come looking for you. I assume he's here with you? ", He said

His smile slowly disappeared as as he looked towards the exit,
" Jeremiah? ... No he's not here with us "

" What do you mean? .. was he killed searching for you? ".

" No. He was killed protecting this village. By monsters that the village calls Merloks ", Dramo said as slowly checked his body

" Merloks? ", Igris questioned.

" Merloks they call them. Humans  who have been mutated by a forbidden power of the Elders. Their big. Twisted. Evil ".

" ... When did this happen? ",

" Thirteen days ago. They were relentless, hundreds of those poor animals thats been turned to their puppets. Barging through Ivaka and killing everyone, seniors and children alike. It was horrible. Jeremiah, Serlon, our hunters and me tried saving as much as we can. Tried killing as much of those things. We didn't even know where they came from. They just barged through the entrence of the village. When we thought we finished those monsters the merloks, all four of them appeared. The leader was a cruel but determine one, it wanted to end this quickly to head for the village but this other one wanted to fight one on one, since they were stuck in that cave. Jeremiah killed him and told us to run knowing it would upset them. Hoping to save Serlon since he had potential to become stronger then him. He ended up dying but it gave time for the elder to redue the spell forcing them to retreat. He saved this village, he saved my life ", Dramo said as he finished wrapping him up.