You have found yourself transported to another world by mysterious means. You wake up in the middle of a stone street, surrounded by women with bright eyes and long, pointy ears. They all look at you intrigued, whispering among themselves.

Materia

A group of similar-looking female guards rushes in, picking you up and presenting you to their leader, a red-haired elven woman in black armor.

"An intruder, I presume. You look so... it can't be..."

She gasps, looking you up and down.

"Take the intruder to the queen immedietly!"

Atarah

The guards lead you to a large, pearly castle, down the corridors, and into the throne room. You look up upon the woman sitting there, assuming it's their queen. She is dressed in a white dress and carries a pearl crown on her head. On her right stands a slim elf woman with a wand in her hand, whispering into her ear. The queen looks at you, fascinated, and speaks.

"Welcome, I'm Queen Atarah, ruler of the kingdom of Roseria. You are not an elf, am I wrong?"

The queen exchanges glances with her advisor and captain, puzzled.

"If I could ask a more personal question, are you a male?"