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The story is simple, One man, knocked out alongside a beach, Doesn't remember his name. It's a fantasy Rp, and the date is set back in 42 AW(after the war). Sticking to the storyline is all you need to do.

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Alongside the beaches a Coralel, there lied a man, clothes ragged and worn, like he was in a battle, or wreckage of some sort. Laying face down, the tide of the EastMain Ocean was quickly coming in.

Looking down at the unusual sight, with the head slightly titled, was a girl. Her hair was black as the night and her eyes hazel coloured, it was those eyes that didn't move one second away from him. He was unlike anything she had ever seen before, not to talk about his clothes. Maybe she should do something, it could turn pretty dangerous, now that the water was comming in.

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The man,looking at the woman in dark hair, than looked at the woman checking for a pulse on his neck, 'Did I die?' He thought to himself. both of these women were both very beutiful, one gave of a mean girl type, and the other gave a nice aura around her. As if he woke up from a terrible nightmare, he got up quickly and accidently knocking over the kind lady kneeling down. "Oops!" He said offering a hand to help her up, "Are you okay?"

It was evening, the sun set was the most wonderful sunset anyone has ever seen in a while. The lands of Timithly were scorched, with clouds and lightning. The Emperor of the land, Jiniken, did this to keep air raids from the lands of the south, Corna.

"What were you doing down here anyways?" Asked the man.

The beach, went on endless in both directions, and no road can be seen going into the dense forest, about 10 feet away from the waters at full tide.

"Hmm, I dont know." The man said relied troubled.

"Last thing I remember is...", Tony head began racing.

People were running, visions of people being thrown, fire, yelling. The man fearful, and couldn't move in the choas

"Blurring." He said, "I was standing there. There were people. That's it."

Trouble by his memory, he kept all the bad details to himself. With a change attidude, he stated. "By the way, thanks for the help, my name is...", clueless, "I don't remember what it is." He finished off. sweatdrop

"Well, for now, I guess you can call me Washy! Since you found me washed up on the beach." Tony replied happily.

"By the way, how far away is the next town? And is there anything to worry about along the way?" Tony asked.