Section 1 Forest East of Zibel<br/><br/>The past few months had passed as a blur. Life had been quite monotonous once Jon's mother returned to her homeland. Every day was more hunting, gathering, and occasionally trading or earning money. Jon would travel to nearby towns to trade the skins of animals for other items, and would even fight in the arenas to earn an extra profit if the hunting was slow.<br/><br/>Jon is part shape shifter, so his form varies depending on his mood and how he wants to appear each day. But his standard form is a six foot man with blue hair and eyes. Across his back was a seal of the archangel, which marked him as part angel. This seal would usually appear in different spots when he shifted, but it would always be there, somewhere. Due to his unusual heritage, Jon tried to keep on the appearance of a human, or occasionally elf, so as not to draw unwanted attention to himself. And being skilled in form shifts led to Jon's picking up mastery with many weapons, conventional and not.<br/><br/>Today Jon was relaxing, sitting on a rock near the waterfall which fed water downstream to his house. The forest was abuzz with the songs of birds, the chatter of little furry critters, and the occasional creaking of trees in the wind. He liked to spend his time up there meditating in order to clear his mind, and on a day like today when everything just seemed dull, this was a cure for it. After doing his meditation enough times, Jon was able to take in all that was going on around him if he quieted himself and opened his mind to what went on around him.<br/><br/>As Jon focused, he was able to feel the emotion of the forest. The west was fairly calm, but something was causing the eastern half of the forest to be uneasy. Probing further, Jon gleaned that in the lands to the east that something was amiss. He returned back to his own mind, closed off from the forest now. Hopping off the cliff, Jon shifted into a hawk and flew into his home, then returned to his human form. He began gathering his belongings and placed them into a small satchel Jon's father had given him. This bag was far larger on the inside than the outside, able to hold a seemingly infinite amount of items which could be recalled at a thought. Or could be reached out by hand. Where his father had found the satchel was unknown, but it had proved its use multiple times.<br/><br/>Finally done packing, Jon made sure his weapons were all in the satchel as well, then shifted into the form of a roc as he left his house. The satchel changed form with Jon, becoming a pouch on Jon's stomach, much like a kangaroo's pouch. As he took off, Jon looked back at his home, wondering if he would see it again soon after he found out what the disturbance was. Jon flew east for days, taking breaks as needed. He took on his human form as he went past Abextra, and shortly after the city was out of sight, sat down and tried to see if he could still trace the source of unease. It took longer than in the forest, but Jon was able to tell that it was coming from the city of Icarus, which was not much farther away. Jon decided speed was key so he took the form of a falcon, flying as quickly as he could to the city.<br/><br/>Upon reaching the city of Icarus, Jon returned to his human form in a secluded area, and began wandering over to the center of the city, the marketplace.