The surroundings did not look familiar to the little mage. Pausing for a moment, he let his eyes wander up to the sky above. Just where was he heading? He did not know...He had been in a town awhile back, then with no place to go from there, he had begun walking. Now here he was. Glancing in the direction he had come from, he could see fields behind him, and the single winding rhoad. Ahead was a large expansion of forest. Gripping the rim of his hat, he adjusted it slightly, before taking a few more steps. The trees were close together, and a bit spooky, but he couldn't stop now. A noise overhead made him jump. A crow sat on one of the branches overhead. Letting out a breath, he looked down at his feet. How sad was he...afraid of a little bird. It was amazing he had lasted this long. He had to have battled some pretty strong people, since his level was high...trouble was....he couldn't really remember any of it.
The little mage was cursed with amnesia at the moment. It had been about a month now within the gaming world, since he had woken up in that field. He had not had any idea of who he was, or where he had come from. The only source he had, was the name displayed over his health bar, that read 'Haru'. Was that his name? It had to be right? The crow above gave another caw, before taking off. Since that day, Haru had been learning what he could about this odd world and trying to learn about himslelf. Few seemed to be interested in helping him, he guessed black mages did not have such a good reputation around these parts. Some even seemed to be terrified of him, but he had no idea why. He had recently begun to get some glimpses of his past, but they were not exactly what he wanted to see.
One night, he had had a dream of a village. He was standing in the middle, and all around him, the buildings were on fire. His staff had been in his hand, and a broken sign on the floor had been the name of 'Mithreal'. Upon inspection the next day, he learned that that was the name of a small trading village that had been set up. It had been a target of an attack a while back, a lot of it damaged from raging fires. It was still in the process of being rebuilt. Haru could not help but wonder, if he had somehow been responsible for what had happened. He shook his head, forcing himself forward into the trees. He needed to get his mind off of this and keep moving forward. He had spent a lot of his time doing good deeds, one of which he was in the process of now. He was heading to the next village to a shop, bringing along with him a rare ore.
Back in the village he had been in, a blacksmith there had asked if he would take it to a friend of his. Haru was happy to help, so here he was, on his way to deliver the ore. The surroundings seemed to get a bit darker and more ominous. He felt a bit more scared to be on his own, but there was no helping that now. He had to be strong. A rustle came behind him, and he jumpped, turning to see a pair of eyes looking out from a bush. A growl came from their direction, and the title of a wild wolf appeared over the onlooker's eyes. "Eep!" without thinking, Haru put his hands up. A flash of light sprung forth, and the bush caught on fire before him. A loud yelp then howl came from the direction of the bush that was now ablaze.
Haru blinked, he hadn't really been meaning to harm the wolf, seeing it take off into the trees. "Hey!" he tried calling, but it was gone. Trouble was, the fire was not. The bush was burning red and orange from the fire. He panicked a bit, it had to be put out before it spread. This was bad, very bad. Haru felt so clumsy and bad for causing this trouble. He had to focus...water! A water spell would help out right now for sure. Haru hopped back, opening a hand. In a slight glittering light, his staff formed in his hand. He pointed it at the bush before him, time to put this fire out.