The next day, Stark woke up early and went straight to the bridge, alongside Jade and Chubby.
When he got there, he met the old man standing, both arms crossed behind him as though he already knew Stark was coming.
"Welcome, welcome… shall we begin?" he asked with a very strange smile plastered on his face. A smile that made Stark question his decisions.
"I guess?"
"Good, come with me," he said, turning to leave.
The old sage led them deep into the forest, a place so far in that it took about thirty minutes to get there, but when they did—
Fwooosh!
The first thing Stark saw was a large waterfall. Heavy amounts of water descended into a large river with a thunderous roar that overshadowed most sounds in the area.
Jade stared at the waterfall as though enthralled by it, while Chubby let out a satisfied hum, appreciating its beauty.
The old man sat on the ground and prompted Stark to do the same. "First of all, let's start with introductions, shall we? I am Alaric."
