It's just the river. ``Why are you in a hurry hun'?`` A voice snaps.

Link: https://www.sylestia.com/forums/?thread=49143&page=38#375 Author: Arctotherium Time Posted: 8/17/2017 at 6:00 PM Granger passes you a worried look but ushers his mount to hurry ahead. He almost looks to be shaking, he's so frightened! After climbing up more of the rocky path, the trees clear to a huge valley on your left! Granger stops on the path, gazing through the wide expanse. Suddenly, a grey blur flies right past him and into the valley, with a better look, you notice it's a Fagon, a smaller cousin of dragons! They're extremely rare and in some places, thought to be myths! It circles through the wide valley, enjoying the wind blowing through. (PS. They are around the size of a cow.) What do you do? ((Pics of valley and Fagon))

I look around and try to get the fagon's attention. I can't have it getting away. I tell Granger to go hide while I take care of this. I prance around and wave my arms. I hope it attacks.

Turns around, thinking, "Oh hi there random person that I probably heard cursing. I probably should run right now! Oh, but I can't control my legs and now I'm turning around. GREAT! Let's hope I don't die!"

``Wait, no!`` It calls out, taking off his black hood, a young handsome man was revealed. ``That was my father, he is trying to look for me. I-i did something and my father is going to throw me in our dungeon.`` He said, looking around. ``I have seen you travel, may I come with you for awhile?`` He asked you.

Yes Or No?

Sure......but first, What exactly did you do to your father?

``I didn't so anything to Him! I may have flooded are house and put a few snapping turtles in there...`` He chuckled, rubbing his head.

Why did you do that! I mean isn't that a bit too extreme??

``I uh... It was for my sister, a big prank. I am a little extreme.`` He said, slightly disappointed. ``Anyways, can we go? My father is going to be here any minute.`` He laughed nervously, looking from side to side.

Sure...*still very suspicious*

He stuffs his hands in his pockets. All of the sudden, a plump man runs out of the bushes, a knife in his hand. The boy gasps, all of the sudden, a hawk flew where he stood before. It flew up into a tree, the boy then appearing again. ``Darn ya' Calvin!`` His father yelling at him.