>Your name is Sariel.
>...At least, you think it is?
>You?re lying in a field, with nothing but a blue robe covering your body and a shattered staff of some kind by your side. You?ve woken up not long ago, and can?t seem to recall much about yourself.
>You vaguely remember having something on your back? there were six of them? wings, you think? Trying to dive deeper into such details just makes your head hurt.
>The last thing you remember is a young girl with purple hair, followed by intense pain, and then darkness that seemed to last for an eternity. Just thinking about this girl makes you freeze up a bit. Whatever happened between the two of you seems to have been rather traumatic?
>The staff at your side, while broken, feels very familiar. With a pained grunt, you manage to reach over and grab ahold of it. You find yourself feeling more secure with it in your grasp, and feel a faint fragment of some kind of power flow into you.
>Using the damaged weapon as a support, you stagger to your feet to get your bearings. There seem to be a flock winged people off in the distance, in front of a... forest? You think that?s what it?s supposed to be? -- as well as some kind of settlement in the opposite direction. There is also the silhouette of a large mountain jutting out of the landscape.
>What do you do now?
>_
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//Whew. It's been forever since I ran a quest here. It feels a bit nostalgic.
//I'll probably start parsing once we get at least 3 players or after I sleep, whichever comes first