So. Life...has been okay. Or, well, it could be NOT okay, depending on how you view waking up in the middle of a forest with some basic tools made of copper and absolutely no memory of what your life was before this. ...well, hey. At least you don't have to pay taxes anymore. But now you have to actually work to survive. That seems like a bit of an issue. Especially when night falls, and SLIMES of all creatures try to kill you. And zombies, but they aren't that bad. Life is a bit rough, but apparently you stocked up your supply of Determination, and have survived about 7 days now. Even better, you built yourself a house. And an empty one, too. You don't know WHY you built an empty house, but you figured if you find someone else, they could use it. ...and boy were you right. In a somewhat...okay way. Fast forward 5 days. Nothing eventful happened in those five days. You walk out of your house, and there's someone looking dead at you. You jump a bit, obviously surprised. They speak to you, sounding happy. "Hiiii! I have noooo idea how I got here, but it's mega rad. Anyways, who are you supposed to be?" Azaria...sounds way too happy. It's almost unsettling. She notices this though, before speaking up again. "I may not know, like, a whole lot...but I can talk your head off about nature and critters and animals and wildlife and..." ...and here you thought slimes were gonna be the weirdest thing that happened. Nope. She looks at you, a smile on her face. Azaria waits for any sort of response from you.