[Alan T]

You live in a mundane world, where power is described as those with a military rank, or political position or a certain amount of money. Often the unexplainable will occure however, items will be misplaced, or some weird sense of deja vu. Commonly these occurances are chalked up to simply being the supernatural, but when most people say supernatural, what they really mean is something that does not exist. Most people do not believe in magic, much less great power or abilities to be found within it.

You were raised in a long line of tremendous sorcerors. Your forefathers had great powers to spy on others unknowingly, to shift shapes, to turn matter into other completely different objects, or to even kill if needed. The charge your family has held for longer than can be remembered is the same that others of your order hold dear. You remain hidden, telling no one of your heritage or what your family is capable of. Your power is used for good, never to harm innocent people or for self profit. Your power is true, it is just , it is noble...

The only problem, you have no idea how to use your power, or even if you posess it. Your parents have sent you off to the legendary school "Sorcery Hill" where the timeless schoolmasters there will help you learn to harness your abilities to their full potential. Without the proper training or combination of items and utterings, such power could have horrible adverse effects. Your parents have packed your napsack with everything that you will need for the next 10 months, you wave goodbye to them as they drive off and you enter into the huge school alone as is customary to school tradition.

You find your way to the great hall, and see others similar to you there waiting all alone. The class size is relatively small, as only those of proper heritage are welcomed here. The class is invitation only and as such, you know the other students likely have a similar family history as you. Suddenly, engulfing the entire room is a loud crashing sound, almost as if thunder struck the great hall itself. All of the lights in the room shine three or four times brighter than normal until they suddenly explode and the room is left completely dark.

Without a good reason why, just by instinct you get up from your seat, with napsack in hand and start trying to stumble your way to the entrance to the great hall. You stumble over someone or something and hit the ground hard... the entire room blacks out for you....