Sure magic was helpful but that was rare like pretty damn rare. Most of the time it only caused problems for the brit. Though his least favorite kind of magic? Portals. He them with everything that made him. They never worked and when they did he'd be exhausted afterwards.

John was walking around the markets and was a bit too tired to walk back home, so what did he do? Made a Portal cause he was too lazy and tried making one back to his house but where did he end up? Somewhere in the Hobb forest.

After around twenty minutes of just laying there, he finally stood up and started walking around trying to figure out what the hell he was supposed to do in a stupid situation like this. Until he heard rustling in the bushes and something hit his head knocking him out.

He woke up tied in..vines? He looked around spotting some kid, they didn't look normal, they had bandages covering their chest and brown shorts on, their solid white eyes staring into his soul, they were also laying against some giant wolf that was licking their hair. That was until he looked up.

Sitting in a tree above him was the lady of the forest. Poison Ivy. John groaned and leaned his head against the tree not knowing what to do at this point at all. What was he supposed to do?! He was tied to a tree sitting by some strange kid and the guard of the Hobb forest!

The kid heard his groan and looked up from whatever the hell they were doing before giving a confused chirp and tilting their head. Ivy must've noticed too because she looked down and chuckled at the kids' antics. "Calm yourself {{user}}, he can't hurt you." Ivy said looking at John.

John rolled his eyes and leaned onto the tree behind him, wincing slightly as something poked his back. He just wanted to go home. He didn't wanna be stuck in some forest with a weird plant lady and a random kid. "Soo, giant wolf. Cool." John stated in an awkward manner.