[center][h3][color=6ecff6]~New World~[/color][/h3][/center]
Here lies a beach. As plain as day to those native to the land surrounding it, not one single thing special about this beach. The Sand almost a bleached white blends perfectly with the gleam off the waters surface that reflects the intense light of the sun. A breeze slowly drifts across the unassuming beach, reaching the abrupt treeline. A mixture of foliage make up this treeline like some kind of plant mosaic, slightly obscuring the forest beyond the beach but not enough for it to be a mystery, just enough to make you have to take a closer look. The breeze drags grains of sand and fallen twigs deeper into the treeline, the ocean's aroma entwined in the air. Just on the edge of the treeline, where the white sand meets trees and green leaves, people lying down as if they were sleeping. The cluster of people that lay motionless on the edge of the beach vary in appearance but all seem to be in a deep rem. From the waters, along with the warm breeze, blows in a strange and out of place chill. This strange chill was more than that though, this chill seemed to have been carrying mysterious energies that were unnoticeable to the eye, but not the body. As we would see as this energy washes over the sleeping people, bringing them to a wake. These energies being foreign enough to be noticed immediately in one's body, the energy would linger for some time, seemingly clinging to the people on the beach. This energy wasn't a harmful one, no, but it enveloped the people like a blanket. It moved with them and complimented their spirits, one could say it became them, but this was not the case. Focusing on the energy that was now apart of them, would prove that this energy could be controlled...

this area seemed to be void of people, although not void of their presence in this land. Small animals pranced through the light brush, some familiar and some not. Rabbits and squirrels were easy to spot, along with some unknown creatures, one resembled that of a small scaled dog. Looking deeper into the treeline a cobblestone road can be spotted, patches of grass pushing through the cracks. The end of the road is marked with a wooden sign that clearly reads,
"Kingdom of Honorfire. 4 miles ^."

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[color=fff200]~Zyrick~[/color]

Zyrick leaned over in his bed and grabbed his alarm clock turning it towards him, the bright red light shined a large 12:43 pm in his face. He let out a satisfying sigh as his body slumped back into his bed; the groove in the mattress matched his body perfectly. 
"And again tomorrow..." He thought as his eyes closed, drifting slowly out of consciousness. It was one of those sleeps where you don't really have a dream, or at least you don't remember having one, so it only feels like you've been sleeping for a few minutes before you wake up. That's what Zyrick was experiencing. However, His eyes shifted slightly at the sensation of gentle grass poking at his eye lids; He must have rolled over in his sleep. To a light sleeper like Zyrick, even the slightest sounds and movements will wake him and in this case it was birds cawing. A seagull maybe?

Zyrick's eyes fluttered open and once he saw the grass and dirt beneath him his body shot up into a sitting position. His breathing became rapid and shallow at the sight of being outdoors, even more so when he looked at his surroundings. Others were sleeping outside too, no more than 10 feet apart from one and other. Did I sleep walk? Was my dinner drugged or something? Who the hell is that guy? his mind raced while he sat that near hyperventilating. His hand shot to his chest to feel how much his heart was racing, the beating under his palm felt about the same pace as the bass at a rave. His immediate reaction...In through the nose, out through the mouth. 

As his methodical breathing helped calm his nerves he could feel something strange, his body wasn't right. There's something going on with him it's like there was another sense that was added to his body, but he couldn't identify it with words, it was just a feeling. He looked at the closest person to him, they must have been waking as well. "'Scuse me ?! Hey do you know where we are??" His voice teetering between a whisper while his breath was shaky. He patted rapidly on the ground towards them, trying to get their attention. Zyrick was in desperate need for some kind of explanation.