Alex looked at the three images of the woman. All dazed, all moving, and creating about fifteen copies of the same person. He shut his eyes for a second. Holding his head in place as if to stop the spinning. He was not feeling sick just yet, more so confused. After all, there were now fifteen of the same girl around him. He paused for a second, looking up at the ladies. "My name is Alexander." He said very suddenly. Swaying a bit back and forth.

"I should tell you a story!" Alex said this about three times before he would continue, "I am on a special quest! In search for a pretty shiny necklace." The tale was nothing more than that. A Tall Tale. Most humans knew from when they were kids. It explained a demi-god, with enough power to fight off an entire army by himself. He was able to defend the city of Azroth. There they made him king. Although now a days the city is long forgotten. But it is said the necklace is in the heart of the city. Around the neck of the fallen warrior. The Necklace is said to give god-like powers to a simple man.

"I am going to find it. I know right where Azroth is.." Alex said in a low whisper before everything went black. His eyes shut and his entire body shut down. He fell backwards off of the chair, his room key falling out of his pocket right after.

((xD Drunk-ness! Sorry its short lol.))