Just Another Day In A Life

Welcome To A Real World

(a. Welcome To The Basilicara)

Greg then appears in a bedroom, surrounded by stone walls. Resembles something out of the Middle Ages, and the bed is quite comfy, really. Yes, he is in a bed, if you forgot, or i haven't mentioned yet.

A wooden door opens, revealing an old priest. "How are you? Feeling well? I don't believe we met." he says in a usual old man voice. "You must be Greg.". He reads from the name tag Greg has on. "I'm Father Andreo, I found you lying down around inside the temple of I." 

Greg then tries to get up, feeling recovered from the blast that put him in this world, "I see you have recovered, i will now show you where you came from." Father Andreo says, as he walks out of the room, which Greg follows him to. The hallway seems to be also medieval, with a stair leading up to somewhere and many doors on left and right. 

After a short time walking to and up the stairs, they are greeted by a spectacle of the cathedral; there is many seats, with a statue of a woman with her head broken off. "That's where the people came from to pray to the lady of Segradia." Andreo describes the statue. There is also a podium, too — Likely they're meant for church services, Further proven by the amount of seats, obviously. "We pray to the lady to prevent an event called 'Prime Time', an event where the evil would break out, and rules would disappear." Andreo explains further. "Can you speak?" He asks Greg — he replies with silence and just gives him a little stare. "Excellent, you mute, i'll still be with you, though, even if i'm away." Andreo replies in a deadpan tone, instead of his usual, old, yet large ham tone.

"And if you're planning on leaving, take this bag." Andreo hands over a bag to Greg — it is relatively heavy, but not too heavy as an anvil. Likely prepared with equipment, which Andreo confirms that it is prepared. Food, water, campfire making tools — no toothbrush and an ABBA cd to brush teeth to, sadly, despite anachronism being in place.

(b. A Vagabond On Loose)

Greg then leaves a cathedral — and off to nowhere as a wandering vagabond.

Some time after walking down a road, he approaches a fork in the road and a sign — Left goes to the town of Celetraga while right goes to the "Few Villages" — Greg took some time thinking, "Where shall i go next?" Going to the town would be a better choice, as it could be much more technologically advanced and higher population compared to villages, and decides to go to Celetraga, and so, after much walking again, a horse carriage passed him by, before stopping to ask Greg if he's going to Celetraga, and would like to get a hand: He nods and accepts, as his legs are sore by this point.

Now inside the carriage, there is mostly crates and a table with a plate on it alongside a chair besides it — Likely that this man's a trader.

"Seems like you just hopped on a trader's carriage, son. Don't think of taking anything from these boxes." The man says, and introduces himself as "Almar, a trader from "a long way from here", as he describes, and he is heading to Celetraga to continue his business there. He then tells some stories of his ventures during the trip.

(c. Welcome To Celetraga)

After some time later, likely about ~20 minutes, Almar annouces that we arrived at the town of Celetraga — Greg then drops off from the carrier into the cool, real world.