Magnus, 16 years of age, wakes in the chair of a seemingly abandoned cafe.  His warm, brown, eyes peer up at the sky from his seat.  Unsure of his location, he stands, planning on exploring his new found location. Before he made it very far, he tripped over a strange object. Which he found to be a sword.

The sword in itself was not very special.  The blade is steel and twenty eight inches long, the handle itself is made of a very strong unknown type of wood.  In the hilt, there is a dragon etched into it.

After examining the sword, he looked around where it lay, he found a satchel, as well as a flip phone. he hangs the satchel on his shoulder and walks down the street, checking the flip phone as he does.