I woke up in a cave. It was warm due to a fire in the center of it. I was lying of a soft blanket made of some kind of fur. I was in my underwear. I looked around me and saw my clothes in a pile to my right. They were dry. As I pull my shirt on, I heard footsteps coming from the mouth of the cave. It was a guy wearing a red tunic. He had a bag slung over his shoulder. He had long silver hair, pointy ears, and brown eyes. He was at least 6 feet tall. He payed me no attention as he sat down by the fire.
“You’re awake now.” He says while pulling out some bread from his bag. He cuts the loaf in half and waves me over to the spot next to him. “Good, I have some questions to ask you.”
“Yeah.” I say as I take a bite of bread. “Same here.”
So we talked a bit and I learned his name was Calrexan Hawkensmith III but I asked if I could call him Rex to keep it simple. He was fine with it. He told me that he was out hunting when he sensed “powerful magic” and went off to find the source. He says he found me unconscious on the ground after I fell down the hill. He sensed the magic coming from me so he decided to nurse me back to health. I was asleep for 3 days. I had to ask him about the magic stuff to see if he was crazy. He acted like I was joking until he realized I was serious. He asked me if I knew where I was. I told him I didn’t.
I’m in Mythgaria. A place where magic and monsters exist. Basically, a Lord of the Rings-type of place. I told him where I was from. He only believed me due to my ignorance of this world and the fact my clothes were nothing like what they wear here. I was shocked. I thought I was having a nightmare. So since I thought this was a dream I calmed down and talked some more until it was time to wake up.