Out of the Enchated Forest [OPEN]

[Legolas Greenleaf]

Walking through the strange forest, Legolas was at a lost as he had no idea where he was. This is a strange land. he thinks as he stops and listens with his hearing at the trees. The trees speak, but it is an odd tongue I do not understand. he continues as he begins to walk and than stops as he sees the edge of the forest and slowly approaches, staying within the trees. As he looks out of the woods, he sees a paved path with a yellow line running down the middle of it. On the other side is more forest and he looks to the left and right, and staying within the forest heads to the left.

Walking the paved path, or besides it, he is unsure as to where it goes in this strange world where the trees and stones speak an odd language or nor language in the case of the path, for which Legolas can hear the speech of such things as trees, grass, and stones. For miles he walks and moves quietly, as he can run lightly over grass and leaves, much like he can of snow and the ground had a mix of both leave and grass and it was slowly becoming covered in frost and than snow. Stopping, Legolas knelt down and looked at the ground "It is strange that the land is changing from spring to winter sow quickly," and he stands and runs lightly along the side of the paved path with a yellow line in the middle of it.

Slowly, he coems upon a building and stops as he looks at the building and slowly fades more into the forest, as he moves onward and sees a "Town, but which town?" he says as he walks on, his bow ready for danger as he looks with his keen eyes at the town as he exits the forest fully and enters the paved path of the town of Storybooke. Slowly, he moves, keeping his eyes and ears open to the voices that he hears off int he distance, the voice of Man, which he knows, but he sees things he does not, tings of metal, stone and wood all combined. But what catches his attention, is the metal things with wheels that must be vehicles, but how do they move as none have any harnesses for animals to pull them. "What is this place?" he says as he turns and looks at the things here and the people that he notices that look at him. "Where am I?" he asks as he stands int he middle of the street, before he moves with quickness as a vehicle drives towards him and passes him.

Quickly, he readies an arrow and is not sure where he is, but knows that this place is not his home and that he is a possible enemy land. ...