Timo is my brother's OC btw :3

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All eyes turned to the Wanderer. 

Oh shoot. 

The one thing Purity hated more than anything else was being the center of attention. She hunched her shoulders and backed up a few steps, glancing between all the people staring at her. 

"Hey, excuse me! Coming through!" A voice started pushing his way through the crowd, breaking the rising tension and getting people's' eyes off of the Wanderer. "I have an urgent letter for someone, and I must get through!" Ronald the apparently immortal mailman skipped around. He hurried straight past Purity into the Shopping District, but dropped an envelope as he passed. The townspeople slowly started to disperse at the interruptions although most of the young adults gave her hopeful or questioning or suspicious glances. 

I owe that guy so freaking much it's insane. Purity's biggest fear was confrontation, so she just about had a panic attack just then. She reached down and picked up the letter, flipping it over to see her name scrawled in a fancy cursive that must have taken years to perfect. 

Castle business? No one writes that fancy for fun... Unless you're like Butch of course. 

True fact there. Butch's handwriting almost made Purity jealous; hers was barely legible even to herself. 

Gripping the letter Purity hurried to her Attic Room home, before throwing it on her bed, grabbing her Metal Gauntlets she had left before, then headed out to the farms and up the past through the Castele forest. 

Damnit. Damn everything. Nothing makes sense anymore does it?! Purity thought about everything that had happened in the past forty-eight hours. "Nothing has ever made sense, geez. Things just make a hell of a lot less sense than usual, clearly!" Purity felt more tired than normal, if possible. She continued to wander through the mysterious forest until she found herself on one of the low outcroppings surrounding the Grassy Plains and giving way to Mount Snowpeak. 

"I guess this is an okay place to sit down..." Purity sighed and lowered herself to the ground. She held the now slightly-crushed letter with the perfect cursive in her hand, before shoving it in her Pouch and scowling. She knew what it was probably about and didn't want anything to do with it.

I don't want to be the Queen's hero. I know how royalty things work. They give you a title and privilege but then in the end, keep you from actually getting what you need done. I mean, the first guy to 'greet' you when you walk into the castle is that freaking Minister, and only to turn you away! 

Purity knew from reading archived letters in the tiny library by the Castele Alchemist Laboratory that whenever someone was called to the castle, it normally did not end well. At least, that was how she perceived it. 

She watched some normal Red Wolves bite and threaten each other, until one of the Coyotes came and interfered. Her gaze turned to the forest surrounding the impenetrable Elderwood. 

Ever since the darkness took over, it was suicide to go anywhere near the actual forest entrance. Burly Brambles and various owl creatures hunted in the thick growths, and Forest Panthers were fast and vicious. Not to mention the several overpowered Wraiths that are said to lurk in there! 

Wraiths are Wizard's creatures to defeat... Purity thought with a sense of sickening uncertainty. She knew from experience that Paladins of the past were often tasked with defeating dragons, and Cervantes and Miguel in Al Maajik told stories of fighting dinosaurs and other massive, terrifying creatures for das on end. But Wraiths were a Wizard's challenge. They were the true embodiments of the elements; the real power of earth or air or fire or water. 

Knowing him that's where he tried to get into and got himself killed. Your father put a story into your head, Valor, and it got you killed! Purity shook her head and bit her lip. The Elderwood was the one place she had never tried to go into, and if possible Purity never planned to. 

The Wanderer was snapped from her thoughts by the strangest of screams. 

"The heck? Why does someone sound like they're happily terrified?!" She questioned out loud and slid down the steep grass-covered cliff. The hollow that she was in held the remains of a long-since destroyed bee's nest, and once she went under the small bridge she was on the Grassy Plains. 

Now, who needs saving before they're killed? 

Purity finally spotted someone sprinting, screaming, and laughing away from a large blue-purple floating blob. 

Purity groaned. Spookyyyyyy whyyyyy... 

Let's just say Purity had a love-hate relationship with Spookies, in that far too many people have asked her for Magic Dust. 

"STAY AWAY FROM ME YOU BLUE BLOB OF EVIL!" The boy who was being chased by the mass of magic essence. He was on the path back from the Elderwood, but from the wrong angle...? 

He had something large thrown over his shoulder, and although he was evidently slowed by his baggage, he was not letting it go and had the strangest joyous tone to his voice. 

Purity started jogging toward the boy and the Spooky, also slowed herself by her heavy but durable armor and the giant great sword that was strapped to her back. She flung her sword over her shoulder and momentum carried it into the Spooky. It cried out in its haunting warble and the boy with his package was able to get some good distance away. Purity swung again and the Spooky poofed out of existence. She grabbed the package of Magic Dust as the boy quickly returned to the Mercenary. 

"Hey, thanks!" The boy exclaimed. 

He was carrying this massive fish on his back, the biggest that Purity had ever seen! 

WHY in Reveria would he be carrying a gigantic fish on his back?! 

"...I might've lost my Lordfish if you hadn't come in!" 

He's way too smiley. Purity decided, seeing as he was grinning like an optimistic idiot in a world of doom and gloom. His smile lessened as he tilted his head and looked Purity over. Then he gasped WAY too loudly! 

"You're Purity the Wanderer! Oh dear sweet Wish Goddess! My fish was saved by the greatest hero since the darkness!" He squealed. Purity's eyes widened and she took a few steps back from this slightly-crazy boy. 

I should go and say he robbed me and put him in Isobel's prison because he is clearly not mentally stable. Also he stole my hairstyle! 

"I'm Timo! I live out here on the Grassy Plains. Much better fishing than in Castele!" Purity nodded along while still having a rather disturbed expression that this "Timo" seemed completely oblivious to. Purity was simply walking wherever she felt (which at the moment was towards Haniwa Cave) and this boy continued to follow and talk her ear off. 

Doesn't he have a place to be with his fish? I don't talk and you'd think he'd want to do something with the thousand-pound fish on his back. His constant chattering was already starting to annoy Purity. 

"Are you going to Haniwa Cave? Training maybe? OHHHH can I watch?" 

Purity immediately shook her head. Timo "aww"ed. 

"But I won't get in the way! I just wanna watch! Oh, maybe I could give you some tips?" 

Purity only shook her head harder at the mention of him continuing to run his mouth. 

Wish Goddess, save me from this boy. 

Suddenly Purity felt something. Timo continued to blab, but Purity felt the ground shake. 

"Do you think-" the white-blonde girl held up a hand to catch his attention. 

Timo paused. "What-?" The ground shook again, stronger this time. Everything went deathly silent and tension filled the air. 

Oh shoot- 

Haniwa Cave literally exploded. Timo screamed as a huge dust cloud from rose from the cave, roaring accompanying so loud it probably could damage someone's hearing. 

"What in Reveria is THAT?!" Purity yelled. Timo whipped his head to look at her. 

"Purity the Wanderer speaks?!" 

Meanwhile, something was rising out of the dusty remains of the cave. Timo yelped and scrambled backwards while Purity readied her sword. 

The smoke rippled and parted to reveal... 

"It's a flower dragon?" The light-haired boy questioned aloud. The white-haired girl tilted her own head in confusion. 

I've never seen anything like it. It's... really cute... 

The creature was pink with a large magenta flower on its head. Timo suddenly "aw"ed. 

"It's so CUTE! Can I keep him? No wait, what if he's hostile? Wait no, cute things aren't hostile." 

Purity snorted at that comment. 

"Hey!" Timo complained and glared at the Wanderer. "You can't say anything. You're terrifying to look at. And you're known all across Reveria for being a fearsome warrior. And now I know you can talk!" 

Purity's eyes widened at that. Do I? Screw it. 

"If you tell anyone that I talk, I will personally take my sword and slice your body in half." the Wanderer stated. Was that too harsh? Prove his point or mine? 

Timo shrunk back. "R-right!" he stuttered. By this time the pink dragon had decided two were safe enough to approach and was waddling towards them. Timo let out another squeal and immediately reached out to touch the little creature. Purity opened her mouth to stop him, but the dragon immediately stretched to fit its snout into Timo's palm, rawring and happily closing its eyes. "He's so sweet!" The excitable boy repeated. 

Purity rolled her eyes and resheathed her sword. So the flower dragon's cute. It made Haniwa Cave explode. Are we NOT worried about that? And you still have a giant fish on your back. 

It seemed that the boy had forgotten both of those as he cuddled the sweet-smelling creature. The only thing left of Haniwa Cave at the moment was lots of rubble. 

Actually, that shouldn't be too hard to clear. So now we'll just have Haniwa Pit instead of Haniwa Cave. But WHY did it- 

The flower dragon turned its attention to Purity. It tilted its head as if asking a question and looked her up and down, then flapped its puny wings and waddled its feet to turn around in a circle. 

Purity sighed. Maybe someone in town will know what it is and why it destroyed Castele's only local cave. 

She gestured for the dragon to follow her, then turned and started back towards the path to Castele. 

"Hey, where are you going?" Timo called. "Are you going to take him?" 

Purity looked back at the chattering boy and pointed towards the castle. 

He frowned. "Are you sure that's a good idea?" 

Purity rolled her eyes. She thought it would be a decent idea to take it back to see if any researchers knew what it was. 

"But I could take him and-" Purity pointed to the fish she had saved for him that was still left dropped at the cave remains. Timo gasped much too dramatically and darted back for his fish. 

"You're right! I need to go prize this beauty! It's not everyday one catches a Forest Lordfish! I thought they were only found in the Elderwood until now! Thanks again, Miss Purity!" And just like that, the boy was gone, sprinting off towards the West Grassy Plains

I am... so confused. The Wanderer honestly had no words to attempt to comprehend what in Reveria just happened. She took a deep breath and looked towards the blank night sky. 

"Screw it all. Let's just go to the freaking castle. I was hoping to put this off for a week or two but I guess not!"

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Bro if you're reading this 1. I have no idea what Timo actually looks like and 2. The personality you were telling me about is too close to Purity's and tbh is kinda boring so I'm spicing him up a little bit!