Sorry if there's a lot of grammar mistakes. It's pretty late over here but I managed to finish another part. A part to The 3rd Rise should come soon.

Jalor walked for several days through forest, resting and eating sparingly. He began to eat berries and hunted for meat instead of using the pre-cooked provisions he had brought. He began to mingle with the forest life and soon the animals began to take a liking to him. Jalor began to find it strange when the animals didn’t run away from him when he was hunting but stayed still as if they were offering themselves to him. He stayed in the forest for two months and became one with it. Then he decided to move on and continued through several plains and hills until he came to Yenneth forest. Several hours into his trek he heard humming. He slowly crept up on the delightful sound, its harmonious tune nearly hypnotizing him.
“Who goes there?” Jalor yelled.
“Hmm? Someone else in my woods, why it couldn’t be” replied the stranger.
“I am Jalor, friend of Cerrenians enemy to all Karnavians,”
“Jalor, eh? Well I’m not either of those just a simple man living in the woods. The name’s Hajjar So why are you here?”
Jalor got his first look at this ‘Hajjar”. He was a large, cumbersome man with a thick black beard.
“I am just traveling through these woods. My business is my own.”
“I didn’t mean to pry” Hajjar said as he slammed his axe into a piece of wood, splitting it.
“You got shelter? It looks like a mighty big rainstorm’s coming”
“Uh, no I have no shelter I just got here a few hours ago. I don’t even have a map of this area”
“No one has a map of Yenneth forest It’s a very mysterious place to most people. I’ve got this place mapped in my head though. I’ve spent fifteen years in this forest. This looks like a very bad rainstorm you better come with me. My house is about ten minutes from here by foot.”
Jalor and Hajjar began walking and Hajjar talked about himself on the way. By the time they got to our destination Jalor had discovered that Hajjar had been living there alone for fifteen years surviving off the land. Hajjar had a pretty impressive installation there with ways for food and water easily accessible.
“So what about you, what’s your story?”
“I’m on a mission to find myself. I’m a warrior from the wars but we’ve had such a long period of peace. I haven’t known what to do with myself since the last war. I was born to fight and this peace is killing me.”
“Ah. I know what you mean. I’ve had trouble finding myself before. That’s why I ended up coming here. I love the tranquility of it. Becoming one with nature is such a wonderful thing. Someday I’ll leave this place though. I’ve just never had a good opportunity for it before.”