From within the slave camp I awoke in a cold, damp and dark room. Completely obvious signs of torture littered the room. Tied up and with nothing to do, I go over my status.

  Blue and white now staring me in the face like always, but this time I smile. I have something I can use, I think back to all those games I've seen people play.

  I was never much of a gamer myself but I've seen enough movies like 'Lord of the Rings' to know what kind of fantasy setting I've found myself in, goblins and slavers where my first encounters. Most certainly though they won't be my last.

  It was enough to scare the shit out of me already. Tough people who see life and death, rule over them with an iron fist when they can and strive to live as long as they can. I'm sure that's how it is for every living thing here, just a struggle to survive in a world where everything is trying to kill you before you get strong enough to kill it.

  And now I'm here too, a struggler along with the slaves at the bottom of the food chain.

  But I have knowledge that can help me.

  I seem to have magic but no spells like fire and the like. Maybe I never will get to have those cool spells but I think I got something better and something that fits me perfectly.

  I think I'm a Bard.

  And my jaw dropped. God fucking damn it, I have to wait that long?! Is there anyway to stop it or have it take the songs I sing first as priority and have it go back to doing what ever it is doing while I'm not using it for anything else?

  Oh my God, how fucking long is that going to be, 99 quadrillion years?! No wait 99 months?! Yeah looks like its longer than even this blue box can calculate.

  "That's got to be 'Run to the Hills' by Iron Maiden" I thought. Its the only song I've sung since I've been here.

  WHHHHHHAAAAAAAATTTTTTTT?!?!?!?!?!???!?!?

  The blue screen thinks I wrote the song and sung it? But it was written by Iron Maiden back on earth and sung by Steve Harris.

  Euphoria over took me as I realized I will be the creator of every wonderful and amazing song that millions have sung about and will sing about ever, EVER IN THIS WHOLE WORLD!!!!!!!

  I have my goal now: to bring and spread the music from earth into this world and show everyone what an amazing place I once lived in and maybe one day, all the amazing things that were there too.

  Now that I think about it, what are these Special skills? I'm sure I have a skill list or something along those lines.

  Why does it have to take up everything I see? Can't I have a simplified version of everything I see?

  Well that was easy, what does it look like?

  Thats all neat and tidy I guess, can I add skills to that list as well? A quick overview of everything I have?

  Wow that is a lot I have to look into now, 'Status' I thought.

  Wow that is a lot to take in, but more information is more helpful than no information.

  As I sit and ponder what I should do with all this info, I hear multiple footsteps coming from outside my cell room.

  As they approach I try to think of a way to escape.

  (Leader) "Should be soon that Dave Grohl character wakes up from his being knocked unconscious. I want you to stay here and watch him, as soon as he wakes up come get me"

  (Gaurd K) " 'ome 'n boss he ain't gat nuffin on 'em, just s'me strange man out 'n' 'bout far as I c'n see, tis just free money"

  (Leader) " I don't care what you think, sure it might seem like it's easy free money but one wrong move and we are off and running from the patrols again after we just set up out here. And If I find out that it's your irresponsibility that lead to this the first person who's head is going to roll, IS YOURS!!!"

  (Gaurd K) "Sorry 'bout it boss, I ain't mean nuffin by it, 'll watch, 'll watch"

  (Leader) "See that you do"

  As I hear the footsteps fade away, I wait in silence. A few moments later I hear the guard walking closer, and just as he is about to open the door to my cell, I hear a faint but strong strumming of a Lute. Startled by the sudden noise I realize that he was walking away.

  (Gaurd K) " 'ey knock it off, a'ready 'ave troube 'n' I ain't 'bout to be yelled at 'gain"

  (????) "sorry, sorry just thought it was so dull, dark, and dreary that a little music would cheer it up"

  (Guard K) "Don't go sta'ting nothin' w'ile 'm 'ere, you 'eard t'e boss it's my head so keep it down...."

  (Old Man) "Then here, how about something soft"

  As he started to play I heard how off every string was. Probably an old Lute. I don't even know how I know that, probably from my bard knowledge or something. It's quite eerie knowing that you shouldn't know this information at all, hell I shouldn't even know what a Lute looks like. But as he playes it I can see the instrument take shape, its bowl like bottom worn out from wear and tear, its 15 strings needing love and care that hasn't been provided in months on the verge of snapping. But it plays none the less, a soft and soothing old time tune from ages long ago.

  And as it plays~~

  *DING*