Karden of the Lowmen Clan gossip 1

He must have done something terrible. I hear Karden is being banished. He seems to have destroyed Old-man Bradar house. He burned it down. I can't believe it myself. Jerridina claims she saw him do it. She doesn't want to give any details, but she has never been known to lie. She stopped talking to me a couple days ago. I hope this week is over and done soon. I think I'm going to follow Karden in a few hours. I don't want to be too suspicious. I think I know where he might go. It's a shame he's got no friends. Well, except for that Bridgette girl. Bridgette is real piece. No one can stand being around her. I don't see how Karden could do it. Maybe she did the burning. He likes to watch fire, but I've never seen him start one. I don't know, but I want to talk to Karden.

Need some clothes

I find myself back in time. I lay in a ditch, not really understanding what has happened. I can see cars traveling fast on the highway. It's 2 lanes. No one has noticed me. I'm scared. Very scared, sure, but this is fascinating. How can I refuse this odd place I'm in? This odd time? I'm too cold.
A quick spell releases me to the wind. I feel the wind under and through me. I'm headed into the city. I can see buildings. They are taller than I imagined them. Had I ever really imagined them? Yes, I think so. The spells almost over. I can feel myself drifting down to the ground. The ground is hard.
It's a blacktop. My feet are touching the cold ground. Where are my clothes? I cast another spell, and this time I am water. Oh, this is nasty. The blacktop feels so grimy, slick with oil and specks of garbage. How will I ever clean this off me? The bird dung is so thick. These splatters are like vermin. Perhaps I would be better off as a stone, but I think I'll wait until I find a suitable spot. I need clothes.
I take off and then up the side of a building. I see clothes hanging from a window. I hope they don't mind. I'll bring them something in return for these. These clothes are so absorbent. They smell nice, but I'm afraid I have wiped grime on them. I can't see the waterfalls from here. The hot springs are nowhere to be found. I don't see any mountains. Where are my mountains? I am lost.
Now, I'm falling from the window. The clothes pins are unable to hold the weight of me and these jeans. Once I hit the ground, I'll be able to reform. Oh, splat!
I hit the roof of a cab. Now, I'm leaking all over the windshield. His wiper is splattering me everywhere. It is going to take me forever to get it together. I'm rolling off the cab. I've hit the ground. The blacktop is still nasty. My drops are coming together. I'm complete, but someone is picking up thse pants. Good, they've dropped me. The wetness is too much for them. This is going to scare them, but too bad. My life is at stake. Just in time, too. The spell is wearing off.