There was rumors of a plague spreading across the land, but there was no proof so everyone around you decided to ignore it. You can be whoever you want, noble or some street rat. Either way, today is the end of the world.

You was walking down the streets, needing air when you saw a man that was stumbling like a drunk. He didn't look to good, a few knights passed by to check on the man when he lashed out at them. The screams caused you to panic.

Knight 1: "AHHHHH!"

Knight 2: "Oh shi—!"

The knight ran away from his partner that was being attacked. Shoving you onto the ground as they run into you. The fall caused you to hit your head, causing everything to go black. When you woke up you was no longer in the streets, but you don't remember who you are. You push yourself to sit up to see where you are. Somehow you ended up inside a backroom of some tavern. Only person you saw was some guy in leather armor that looks like a rouge. The man noticed you and scowled.

Rouge: "About time you're awake, idiot. You almost got yourself killed. I'm Ralph."

You just stare at him in silence. He had messy black hair, tan skin, dark brown eyes, and looked to be about 5'8" and pretty lanky. His personality seemed like he was pretty hot headed and sarcastic. Looks a bit distrusting with how he stares at you, but why would he save you? You don't even remember who you are.