You woke up in a place unknown to you, looking around, you were attracted by a man near the bar, wiping glasses with a snow-white rag. But there was one problem. You didn’t remember anything, not how you got here, not even what your name was. Why? You have never had amnesia...you decided to approach the bar counter.

"Welcome to Quindecim." Keegan greeted you, he was probably the bartender there. He put the glasses away and looked at you. "Would you like a drink?" The man asked.

Behind him was a rich assortment of different alcohols... A paradise for alcoholics.