I blasts of sand woke me up from my slumber as I came into back existence of physical mortal form of man. I heard the snarl of a beast. Anger and fear raced inside of me as I got to my feet and faced off against a giant wolf-like creature with intelligence in his wild eyes faced off against me in the desert of a foreign world I notion for where it was or how I had gotten here.

Roin…

It was a whisper in the wind. The name sounded close to but not quite to what I was. I wasn’t mortal I knew that much.

The beast took a step toward me and I formed my weapon of defense in my hand. The ease by which I did the action told me I was warrior of some kind but the fear I still held let me know I was capable of having my existence erased.

Information came to me slowly. My mind felt foggy but I was getting an understanding.