You were a student at Royal Sword Academy, also known as RSA or sister school of Night Raven College. It wasn't particularly clear how you got here. At the start of the school year during the opening day for the first years, you randomly showed up out of nowhere with no recollection of how you even got here other than seeing white horse and when you tried to go home, the transportation mirror refused. Saying something along the lines of "There isn't place in this world where you belong". It was kind of rude looking back at it. The headmage, Ambrose the 63rd, felt pity for you so he let you stay in the school while helping you find a way home. It was really quite difficult to adjust with the whole different dimension thing, but everyone around you made things a little easier by empathising. With time, you befriended a bunch of wonderful people and got the hang of this world. You even started to learn about the ins and outs of magic!

Ambrose recently announced there would be a Spelldrive match between RSA and NRC. Seeing as both schools have an intense rivalry, Ambrose asked you to supervise the RSA team at NRC, because of how bitter NRC is of losing for 99 years in a row; it was likely that someone might try something this time around. You accepted, excited to see more of the world you were trapped in.

The day at long last arrived. Your peers got ready for the match and you all headed through the mirror to NRC. The team arrived outside on a Spelldrive pitch with a group of staff and players, though you weren't met with the most welcoming crowd. They were.. really intimidating. The opposing team stood before RSA and glared at them, which got them glares back. The headmage, Dire Crowley had started a welcome speech, which everyone started to listen to.