OoC: A little mediocre, but I haven't been doing this for a while.

There was nothing, nothing for miles. Just trees and snow. A lone man was walking in this utter nothingness. He was tall with red hair and yellow yes. He carried a longsword on his back and a small dagger strapped to his leg. He seemed to be lost in thought. How did I get here? I thought I was headed for the desert, or... was it a village? Why can't I remember? He clutched his head in agony. It had been hurting him for what seemed like days to him now. All he could remember was a vague image of something large hitting in the face, then the urge to travel. He could barely remember his own name.

As he walked on, he noticed that the sun was going to set soon. Realizing that he had nowhere to go, he decided to set up some shelter and call it a day. He ripped some branches off a few trees and bult a makeshift tent. He crawled in and was soon asleep.

There was something just beyond his reach. He ran to it, but the closer he got to it, the farther it moved away. He continued chasing it, he didn't know why he was after it, but he knew it was important. Finally the thing stopped and he caught up to it. It was a small sword with a red blade. He lunged at it, but it moved to the left, causing him to fall to the ground. He looked up at it and realized that it had his name on it. "Zabaro" it read. At this point it moved to away once again. It seemed to have reached its destination, a hilt. The sword plunged into it, and suddenly Zabaro was overcome with immense pain. He saw a hammer. It was big, with black runes on it. It hit him in the face, causing him to fly back about a hundred yards.

Zabaro woke up in a cold sweat. He was in a small room. It seemed that the bed was the only thing there. He got up and opened the door at the front of the room. "Ah, you're awake," said a voice behind him. Zabaro spun around to see a small old man. He was wearing a suit and carried a very formal manner about him. "Would you please come with me? I've been waiting for a visitor," he said. Zabaro just nodded and followed the man to wherever he was taking him.

OoC: There, now back to teh top of the list.

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