CHAPTER TWO: THE WANDERING, PART 2: THE MYSTERIOUS MAN
I slowly opened my eyes and got up. I felt the cold hard ground beneath me. I shivered from the cold. It began to snow, which made the air even colder. "who were they... Were they really my parents?" I muttered. My muscles hurt as I started to get up, especially my back muscles, from where I landed on the ground. I managed to pull myself up, and then realized that there was some odd structure right in front of me. The structure was made completely out of stone and was had four pillars connecting from the ground to the roof of the structure. The structure didn't have any walls, and was just big enough and tall enough for two men t o stand in. On one of the small pillars, there was a plaque. The plaque read: "A Place of Peace". The gears turned in my head. I remembered this place. I had once walked by it, taking little heed to what it was or what is was meant for. Now I it was my saving grace. I stayed there by my self for many days. Brushing the snow off it and doing whatever to help it. It made me feel a little more sane to know that for some reason, I knew this thing somehow. I didn't talk much when I was there. As the days went by, though, my condition kept getting worse. The poison still ate away ate me, and the fall from the mountain wasn't healthy for me either. Then, one day, I saw someone.
I man, covered in robes, so you couldn't see his face, or any other part if his body, for that matter. He seemed to be franticly running around, looking for something. Something about him looked familiar, but I couldn't quite tell. It was something about the shape of his body. At this point, I could barely walk, but I decided to try to help this man. "HAIL OVER THERE! Do yoos haves a bottle 'o ale for meh? " I yelled over to him. The man looked around, startled at what might have said that. "Is someone there? I'm guessing if someone is there, then they're drunk. If anyones there, can you assist me?!" The man shouted at the sky. The man looked around a minute more then spotted me. He rushed over to the Place of Peace and smiled at me! "Oh I found you, at last! It must have been you who was calling to me a minute ago! I assume from the poison." He said. I looked at him blankly. I also noticed that he was oddly the same hight as me. "I'm so glad I found you, Arkelm!" He said as he took out a vial from a pouch in his robes. " So my name is really Arkelm?" I asked. " Uh, why yes, it is! Now don't ask questions, but drink the contents of this vial." He said. I just stood there a minute. Then, the poison in my body made my mind erupt with Illusions! The robed man transformed into an undead, trying to trick me into drinking more poison! "LEAVES MEES ALONE UNEAD!" I shrieked. "JUST DRINK IT!" The man yelled as he held me by my neck and poured the liquid from the vial down into my throat! "Aggh! get its outs! GET ITS OUTS NOW!" I screamed while holding my neck trying to force the liquid out, but I just couldn't. Then something unexpected happened. Everything became less blurry, my brain seemed to focus, and the man turned back into being just a robed man, not an undead. The vial was an antidote vial. The poison was gone. "better?" Questioned the man, panting from forcing the antidote down my throat. "much. I'm sorry for my little... 'outburst'. Is there anything I can do?"
I said. "No no! Your too weak from that fall! I'm not much of a healer, but I'll try to tend to your wounds." He said. Hours turned into days. Days turned into months. The man took built us a small wooden house near the Place of Peace. I explained to him that had almost no memory of my background, but he seemed to already know. Slowly, I began to walk again. We shared a lot of conversation. He always was careful to make sure that I couldn't see though his robes. "Will you ever tell me your name?" I asked. "I'm sure you'll find it out by your self, soon enough." He responded. He was always very mysterious. It was the middle of the night. We were both sound asleep. Then suddenly there was a crack of lightning, even though there was no storm outside. Something had caused the lightning and now entered our house.
((since I've already made chapter two two parts, why not make it three? It feels more dramatic to me that way, but maybe it's just me. Next and final part of chapter two in like a half hour. :) ))