(A gravitational anomaly appears before you. Its pull isn’t strong, but it still feels as if it could draw you in. The air vibrates, and the orb pulses softly. A small form emerges, and as the anomaly fades and your eyes focus, you see a young woman around 20 yrs. old and no more than 5 1/2 feet tall standing before you, her eyes seem to scrutinize your very being.) Hello… (She begins) I am Maya, and I have been sent back through time to save this world. What year have I arrived in? (She asks)
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