Yes, and its good. Anyway, it woke up!

Groggy. That's the word right? Groggy? That's how you felt. Standing up in the middle of some... trees... yeah, that's what their called! Walking about in the tree-land, you look around for the shiny rock you found while the pretty man was talking. Finding it on the dirt floor near where you woke up, you grab it, and hold it up to the bright thing in the sky to see it shine... the sun! That's what that light up there is called!

"Woah woah! Watch it monster guy! I was grabbing a few things before we left!" Said the pretty man as he appeared in a flash of even more light. "Now all I have are like, seven pairs of these bland, old trousers..."

As the pretty man continued to grumble, you grab one of the funny brown hats from his hands, and placing it on your head.

"No, those go on your legs! Like this." The pretty man put the hat under him, and pulled them up his legs. "Now, you try. Didn't you have pants as a human?"

Putting the "Pants" hat on your legs, you slowly ask. "What... Is... Human?" Hearing your own voice for the first time, gentle yet scratched, low and calm.

"Oh... boy... amnesia huh? Well I guess I should just take you to the nearest town, home to my very own temple, by the way..." Said the pretty man, puffing up his small chest to a barely bigger size.

It was at this time you hear a low 'thunk' noise coming from the tree just behind you, as a new perfectly straight branch had just grow from it... wait... no, somethings wrong, pretty man is screaming.

"Oh my ME! Get down monster-face!" He yells in a high pitched voice, knocking you down with a shove as another straight branch appears, this time a bit lower down.

"Hey! Whoever is shooting at us! Could you stop!? I am Ariel! Lion of Heavens! Lord of AHH!" Ariel (pretty man) screeched as a walking red cloak suddenly rushed from the trees, falling on his rear end.

"The minor god from that dinky church in town? My Ranger Eyes tell me its true... but what about that... thing?" The cloak asked itself, its voice almost as high pitched as Ariel's.

Seemingly infuriated by the hooded ones words, Ariel replied, puffing his face and turning a bit more red. "I'll ignore your minor god comment for now; that, my hooded friend, is a monster."

The cloak stares blankly. "Yes. I mean what exactly is it? And why are you, a minor god, protecting it like its toddler about to be trampled by a horse?"

The red in his face nearly became a purple hue as he shouts out. "Ok, again with the minor god thing! Pfff... Ok, its a long story. How about you follow me and it to my temple and I'll tell you, miss..."

"Cilla." Says the talking cloak, which then turns to you. "Does it have a name?"

You ponder that question shortly, then answer. "No."

"Nameless it is then, come now 'Lord' Ariel and Nameless, let us go to your 'Temple' and hear your tale." The cloak said, ignoring the purple... Wait no, its more like blue-faced Ariel behind her.