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Food Fights rage, dragons fly, and a variety of foods are worshipped... In other words, it is a day just like any other in the land of Alfandra.
An unfamiliar figure wanders aimlessly into the world. It is a human female, eighteen years old. Her boyishly-short, brown hair is tousled, her greeny-brown eyes dazed and sleepy. She is wearing pajamas, the long pants patterned with fish, bows, hearts and flowers, the T-shirt top white and decorated with a picture of a fish and the words 'little fish'.
She blinks a few times, and rubs her eyes. Blinking some more, she looks around, as if just waking up.
"All right," she mutters to herself, "where the hell am I?"