First Night out of time

My long drift in the dense eternal black has finally come to an end. Another large flash and there i was. That first breath i took felt like an explosion in my chest. It was the first time I've felt alive in who knows how long, for me it felt like an eternity. When i started to gain my bearings i looked up to find myself surrounded by a diverse group of individuals. The kind tiefling woman was the first to come to my aid. She started to ask if i was alright but at that moment it all hit me like a ton of bricks. The emotions i felt in the void. First came back all the panic and fear of not knowing where i was, or what happened, or where Beverly was. Then the sadness of not knowing what was to come of me as a depressing cloud enveloped me at the idea that my love might be lost to me forever. Finally the rage and anger at these so called gods that would let something so cruel happen to me, Beverly, and the people of the capital. What happened to all that balance crap those priests were constantly preaching. Immediately i start screaming and raving, "Where am I? Where's the capital? Where's Beverly? " This party looked at me awestruck and confused. None of them knowing of the capital at all. While my mind feels like its exploding and the party chatter confusedly. A tall bimbo with a cannon chimes up " I've seen this before its just a grifter trying to steal our earnings from the dragon hoard." At that moment i felt my body tense up with seething rage. Like how dare she i don't even know where i am let alone jack squat about any dragon hoard. But in the back of my head i heard the voice of my sweet Beverly. "Don't sweat the small stuff Arrny we all make mistakes." Immediately snapping me out of my anger. We begin to try to figure out where or it seems when I am from. As when i mention 10th tier magic Mispera informs me that, that level of magic hasn't existed for over a few thousand years. Although she couldn't give me an exact amount of time she ensured me that a man by the name of Zendor may have some answers. We all start getting some what acquainted as they are curious if there were people like them back when i come from. They were surprised to learn back then things were more diverse. I reminisced a little thinking of some of the interesting characters from my home. I kept my giggles on the inside as Mispera wondered if their were tieflings and i remembered the towns improv group Chad and the infernals. As the small Gung man asked the same i thought back to my Herb shop, The Sapphire Flower, where Mrs. Lillywater would come in for weekly supply of ashprig to help with her glaucoma. Although these kind memories were then shattered as i see a dragon corpse flung out of a shadow to then be followed by the talks of dismemberment. Which made both Arnold and Mispera damn near vomit. I couldn't imagine why anyone would kill an intelligent benevolent creature such as a dragon but i guess these are just different times. After we got settled in camp for the night i laied alone next to a log . I curled up feeling truly lost and alone. In that moment i took off my bracelet to read the inscription on the back. "To the man with a heart as big as the kingdom. I'm forever yours, Love Beverly." Then after i put it back on i hid my face twoards the log and cried myself to sleep. Fearing of what possibilities may lie in tomorrow's wake.