0600- I have awoken to a strange room at an inn I know nothing of. I can't remember a thing. All I know is the age for which I am. The youthful age of 19 and in a few days I shall pass onto the age of 20. I know not my name nor how I cam to be upon this place. What looks to be my gear is placed upon the ground. It contains the basics but in my pack is a wand for cast of what spells I can't remember.

0645- After I have got my things packed away and stored upon my back, I decided to open the door and venture out. What came before me was not what I expected. It was a tavern with a few tables and some visitors. It was too early to be drinking yet a few patrons were indulging. What really struck my was some card game they were playing. Such magical items being used so casually was odd but I paid it no mind. After observing others a the bar maiden came up to me asking how I was fairing. I replied with a calm tone explaining that I had no idea where this place was, what the year, or even who I was.

0730- Not it makes sense. At least partially. Turns out some adventurers found my out along the road with not obvious signs of injury but unconscious. She told me the year was 253 in the 2nd Era (2E). We are currently on the 2nd day in the month of Entrice. That honestly explains the bitter chill in the air. She introduced herself as Elenglash. The proprietor of the Southport Tavern. She had explained The game that other patrons were playing and even given me a deck to use. I was offered the room so as to rest a bit more but I politely declined. The need to find out what happened and who I was burned a desire so hot inside that I couldn't wait another moment. I asked other people in the tavern where I could obtain more leads and they suggested the local church. Before I left, Elenglash offered a town map so I wouldn't get lost.