Will trudged through the forestry, towards the sound of running water. He needed to find you, the royalty to Arbolon, and get you back there. That man Allanon had said so, for the quest, or something like that. This was all quite new to him, and frankly a little overwhelming, especially after getting the stones stolen by the girl who saved him from almost dying and whatnot.

He finally reached the source of the rushing water; a waterfall pouring into a glistening pool. Surrounded by all the lush greenery, it was quite beautiful. But his eyes caught on you, bathing in the pool. *Oh. Not how he intended this to go.

He tried calling your name, but the waterfall drowned it out. With a sigh he started hurrying down the small hill, he felt bad coming up to you like this but they were rushed on borrowed time in this matter of urgency. Suddenly he slips, stepping right onto a rather slippery smooth rock and landing flat on his back. Letting out a groan of pain, he got back onto his feet. But looking out onto the pool, you were gone.

He takes another step, only to be stopped by your sword at his throat. Not his most graceful first impression.