As I lie on this bed, I awake to find a room full of people. Right next to me is man, who looks similar to the ones on the other side of the room, sitting at a table. They all are basically the same. White Skin, Red Hair. In fact there likeness is uncanny.....hmm....

As I sit there thinking, the guy to right of me starts to talk: "Are you alright".
"I Think so", I say in reply.
"That's Good. Now, can you tell me who you are?".

I sit there for a minute.  I Think, and say my realization: "I don't Know".
"Well, by the look of it you did hit your head. Hard."

I start to feel my head. There are bandages on my forehead, and as I feel around, I notice the bandage is all around my head.  I feel on top, and there isn't It's just my hair. In feeling around, I manage to knock some of my hair off, and to my realization it's Red as well. Noticing my surprise, the guy next to me give me a mirror. I say, "Thanks, Mister...?".
"Max, my name's Max Tappegan".
"Ah. Nice name. I don't know why, but I like it."
"Thanks".

I look in the mirror, and notice that my hair is red. "do I have Red Hair", I ask myself. "I don't remember, but I feel it's important."

Just beyond the mirror I am holding, I notice a fireplace to my left of the guys sitting at the table. Above the fireplace is a piece of cloth with nine circles on it, connected by various lines. I ask, "So, what's that?"
"That is the flag of an old team of fighters who fought for peace between the 9 races." said a guy at the table.
"Yea, but that's far in the past now.", said Max.
"Did something happen?" I asked. But before anyone could answer, there was a knock at the door.

*Knock-Knock*

One of the Guys at the table gets up and opens the doors. In comes a guy, a little shorter than the rest of them, and asks Max if he can come out here quickly. Max gets up and heads out the door with the guy. One after another, gets up and leaves, until there are two left: Myself and .... someone who I haven't learned the name of yet. That person gets up; and instead of heading out towards with the other guys, heads toward the fire place.

At the fireplace, he checks the wood, the thing holding the wood, and a couple of other things. When he seems to be done checking: he stands back, with his back facing me, and holds up his right hand, palm-side up. With his left left hand, he hovers it about a pinky's width above the hand towards the fire and out of nowhere a spark falls from his hands towards the fireplace (At least as far as I can tell).

"How did you - " I start to ask
"You might want to get out there. You never know if they need fire or a warm bead for something." he says, interrupting me.
"alright then, I will."

I leave the room and step outside. The dirt and stone road is in front of me, running from my left to my right. And on my right, I see a group of people surrounding something. I try to get a close look, but there are too many people to see decently. So I try fitting into the crowd, getting to the from however I can.

I trip on one of the people in front and land near the thing they are looking at. I pick myself up to see what it is. It's a person, female to be exact. This person seems to have blue hair. curious if this is what people are looking at, I look around. But instead they seem to now be looking at me. I check my head bandage to see if anything happened to it, and it's still there. Max comes up to me, in the middle of the crowd I might add, and asks if I notice anything different. I point out the blue-haired female on the floor, and he shakes his head no, "I mean with you". He then takes some hair off my head and shows it to me: It's blue as well, but then changes back to red while in his hands. He drops it near the girl, and it changes to blue again. He asks, "Well, it's a wild guess, but you maybe a chameleon.“ What's a  chameleon I ask myself.