To the clarion call of the pangs of hunger does our slumbering warrior wake, finding himself in a strange place with people stranger still. His eyes are brimming with emotion, showing a fire burning in his mind, but a strange emptiness in his soul. He searches for his heartbeat, finding nothing to soothe him. Clumsily, he climbs to his feet. Thankfully his clothes haven't left him as well, though they could probably go for a wash. After a quick check of his pockets, he finds...a few coins. A mere pittance of coins with which to attempt to sate his hunger before it kills him.