In a flash of light, and a sound that reverberates through your bones, you finally arrive at the city of Great Armia. Ears still ringing, you look around, tightly clasping the tattered note. You are greeted with a sea of unfamiliar faces, most with a look as lost as yours. The teleportation didn't leave you naked, but it didn't provide anything more than meagre provisions to ensure continuous survival either. A quick check in your backpack produced only some old garbs, a frail weapon and a few potions. You realise it will be up to you then, if you want to survive in this strange land.