You awake from the worst nightmare you have ever had. Rabid butterflies were attempting to devour your face! However, you are awake now, and all is well, save that you don't quite know who you are or how you got here. (Much like how all of these things start) You look around to find yourself within a wooden building of some sort, the room swaying back and forth as if you are at sea. Before you stands one of the ugliest people you have ever met, or the prettiest, you're not quite sure, having no memory and all.

"Good! You're awake!" the man shouts out at you as you stare blankly at him, "I was worried that you'd passed on in your sleep. You weren't making a sound." You are astonished that you didn't twist and turn in your sleep, knowing how such beginnings usually have the character flailing about from bad dreams. And yet, you're not quite sure how you know that. "Well, anyway, we seem to have come to a stop. What is your name?"

>>>> What is your name?