As Alex worked on his character, Ann floated over to his shoulder and the little pink/white light bounced up and down. "Yup, everyone who is using this system will have a randomly generated sprite with their own personality and everything!" It chimed as it stayed by Alex's shoulder the rest of the time.<br/><br/>The moment that Alex stated 'Confirm' though, Ann moved up and away from his shoulder over to the image of his new characters shoulder. It was at that instant that the light of Ann grew brighter to a pure white light. Without anymore words from Ann, the "sprite" started to circle the image, picking up a breeze as it did. The neatly kept hair swayed in the wind and the clothes rustled at the same time. Once the light went from head to toe, circling at a rapid pace, Ann flew right into the images chest, just below center of the collar bone. The light faded and all that Alex could see now besides the darkness was the character he'd just created.<br/><br/>She took a breath and looked over to him with a half cooked grin as she waltzed over to him. As she got closer and closer, it wasn't like most games where you could see the pixies if you looked hard enough, it was like looking at a real person. The grin stayed on her lips as the elf was now face to face with Alex. As if coming from no where and everywhere at the same time, Ann's voice could be heard yet again. "Welcome to FalconsReach Live" And before Alex had a chance to react, the young elven woman  took his head in both her hands and pressed her forehead to his. With that, a bright light flashed taking over all of his vision as a slight tingling pain crept up the back of his skull. Everything then went dark as Alex became extremely tired and sleep takes over<br/><br/>~~~~~~~<br/><br/>As Alex wakes up, his vision is rather blurry. A voice can be heard however.<br/><br/>"Oy!, she be wakin'. Git sumthin' to eat and drink will ye?" The voice is rough and husky, and slowly as Alex's vision get clearer and clearer notices that there is a short man chin length hair and a beard that is pulled together and just as long. His clothes are ragged and dirty however he himself is clean. "Aye lass, feelin' better are we? Lookin' like ye took a tumble down de mountain." If Alex looks at himself, he notices that he's in his characters body. Not sore but a little groggy. He's still clothed and covered in a light blanket laying in a kinda stiff bed. The surrounds are very simple, and there is a little noise outside of the only door around.