You see before you, an entire city. Although you have never seen this city before; it feels familiar as if you had already been here. You remember it as the city of Tyrandil. The tavern you had just left was the Jade Scepter. A manageable amount of people walk around the streets as the sun is shining across a beautiful statue of a woman that stands about 100 feet tall. However, in the crowd, one person catches your eyes.
He appears to be a young teenage boy, 15 at most, but dresses himself like a soldier boy, in knight's robes that are blue. He has medium blonde hair and determined green eyes. He carries a sword (not typical for someone of his age to be carrying around such a weapon).
He is currently approaching an old man who is selling various types of fish from his small wooden stand on the side of the street opposite of you.
