Just outside the Main Gates to Syliras (Open)

[Cyne Dale]

Just a distance from reaching the main gate of the grand city, there is a rucksack next to a horse that has a piece of fabric laying on it. Neatly written in ink it states "Adventure, world travel, security escorts. Will Guard for Food and Pay!" A distance behind this is a man in banded armor, full-helm and tower-shield, throwing strikes at a stack of a few uncut rounds of firewood. If one should pay attention enough at the swordsmanship, his strikes seem to lack all strength of impact, but are more focused on speed and finesse. The man does this for approximately an hour before stopping for a break. He walks over and sits down on an uncut round of firewood, taking off his helmet and drinking some water from a waterskin. "No caravans lately.. no crazy ass requests to save a damsel in distress... no work..." the man mutters to himself. After about ten minutes of this, he returns to sparring against the logs, waiting for work to approach him. The man in banded armor has been out, every day for the last while now, clearly with no luck. Eventually one of the guards from the front gate approaches him and speaks. "You know... if you want work that bad, why don't you visit the employment office in town or join the knights here?" The man scoffs and looks away. "I am no night in shining armor, and I am a better man than to go begging community service to find me work". He picks up his helmet and puts it back on. "Now if you don't mind..", and returns to tone his skill with a short sword on a few uncut logs of wood. The guard is clearly displeased by the mans blatant rudeness and returns to his post. "..No way in hell that I am going to live my life begging others for help..."

[Cyne Dale]

The man finds himself wandering through town, and there is nobody to be found. It is as if the world its self has been abandoned. The streets are empty, no people, no birds and there is not a sound coming from anywhere. He is wandering alone and is feeling sick to his stomach from the emptiness of it all. The man wanders like this for days, until he finds a girl, in the same situation as him. He never expected to find anyone else in this world. They spent some time wandering together in the abandoned world, scavenging unopened stores for food and taking shelter wherever is convenient. He matched up with her perfectly in every way possible. She completed him, and he completed her. The time he spent with her felt like the best time that he have spent in his entire life. Being abandoned in this world of emptiness was the best thing that has happened to him. Time seems to pass normally here, but it seems everything ages faster. Two years pass, and they have a daughter that is one year old, but appears to be four years old with shoulder length golden hair and cute blue eyes. They have been exploring the world from town to town taking what food they need, which has kept them alive this entire time. They are wandering in an ancient stone ruins with shattered columns everywhere, some missing their lower halves hanging in empty space, some sitting alone facing upwards, missing their top halves. The girl walks over and crouches down, picking something up and facing him. She holds up a bright blue glassed mirror, with a golden frame. "This is the way out... the way to the real world.. we finally found it" she said. Said..... As she is saying this, the empty world slows down to the point he can feel every individual heart beat as he watches it happen in front of him... A stone support column from far above, about two meters wide, falls from the sky directly above her... The last thing he can see is her excited face as the column comes crushing down onto her... The man BOLTS awake screaming NO! Long and loud, rapidly trying to sit up but instead thrashing around in his all-ready small, one person tent.. A few seconds later he comes to his senses and realizes that it was only a dream... -This is just a dream... why does it feel that a bolt has pierced my heart...- he thinks to himself. He only slept for four hours, in his small one man tent, just a distance away from the main wall to Syliras. In his dream it felt like years.. but only hours have passed. He decides that he can not sleep after a dream like that, and presumes to get up, go outside and wait for morning. The man is currently wearing pants and shoes with no shirt, sitting on a log a distance from the city wall unarmed.