I'm from a time before the dwarfs and elfs, before dragons and primordials, before the gods as are now known.
The last thing I remember is my commander yelling at the radio that the cryogenic nuke was activated and begging for evacuation.
Ten years ago, I woke up to the bearded and smiling face of a dwarf...
Now the world as I've known it is no more. The monsters roam the lands and men play with magical forces that I don't understand.
All I could do was what I've allways have done... take a weapon, and Fight.