He didn't know how long he'd been out, but it sure felt like a long time. Or at least, he thought it felt like it was a long time since while asleep he couldn't really make out how time was passing anyway. Even though usually when he was asleep he could sense what was going on around him, in case he was attacked or something of the sort, but this sleep he was in, this slumber was extremely deep. He was senseless to the world, not realizing when he had crash landed into a grassy field near a city of humans, nor when a large dog came burling up next to his unconscious body, barking to let its master know that it had found what they'd been looking for.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">"What is your emergency?"</span><br/><br/>His mind was completely void of all thought, no dreams visited, only black, inky darkness. But in all honesty, it was better that way. He didn't want anything to haunt his mind, no doubt he'd end up having a nightmare, as the last things he'd seen and felt were death, devastation, and the overwhelming sense of doom. He'd watched as the entire race of elves had been wiped out before his very eyes, succumbing to the blinding light that enveloped each Elvish brother whole, watching as it came closer until it had swallowed him whole as well, having him fall into a never ending void, unable to feel, unable to think, unable to do anything at all.<br/><br/>That was until something had happened. Something had given him a nudge. And it was like he'd been born again. Breath had filled his lungs, his heart had started beating. He could think again, he could feel. His first thoughts were that of confusion. His first feelings had been that of falling. The first thing he'd seen was a sky above him, the layout so blue and beautiful, clear with just the right amount of white fluffy clouds. But he hadn't been able to enjoy it long, as he'd blacked out before landing on the ground, hitting earth.<br/><br/>Falling, falling, falling...<br/><br/>A quick breath and his eyes snap open, as he sits up quickly. In just a few seconds he perceived that this was not the plains of the battle he remembered. He was laying in a patch of grass, with a dog sitting next to him, panting as it sat there, eyes pinned on him. He blinks, reaching up to brush aside some of the white hair that had fallen into his eyes, allowing him to see better what was around him. In the near distance, he could see someone rushing toward him, holding a strange item to his ear, talking to no one, or at least that was what it seemed to be to him.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">"Someone fell from the sky? A person? Can you see them? Where is your location?"</span><br/><br/>He tries to stand up, but could not due to the dull pounding in the expanse of his skull, so he sits back down, holding his fingers to his forehead, trying to appease a headache that threatened to split his brain in half. From what he could tell, the person that was near him was human, as his ears were rounded and he was speaking the language he knew the humans to speak. So, from memory, he speaks, though it seemed forced to a degree as if he couldn't quite remember what was the right thing to say.<br/><br/>"Where...where am I? What happened? Who are you?" He didn't really register the fact that he was shirtless, the only clothing he was wearing is a pair of loosely fitted wide pair of pants that were open at the sides, held together by a piece of cloth and a decorated braided rope. Around his neck was a worn out pale and faded orange brown scarf, wrapped several times, and on his feet were the strangest looking sandals. They were wooden, and formed to the foot like flip-flops might have been, but on the bottom was a single piece of wood in a vertical stance, kind of like a peg.<br/><br/>He glances to the side at the dog, almost as if weary of it, before scooting the side slightly, not quite able to get up and move just yet. Sighing softly, he looks around again, noticing the people walking past on the paths, seeing the wall that was built, and the city that could just be barely seen over it. He watches as they pass by, walking both ways, going here and there but always sticking to the path. He blinks, wondering just what this was. A dream? A spell? Perhaps...that could only explain why there were so many humans around...