A placid lake

At first you have a bird eye view of a large forest. It is vast, lush and green. Then you begin to feel the pull of gravity. it is slow, and few little more than a gentle breeze, but the speed begins to increase and the tall trees you saw from above start looking like spears. You try to glide, at least, but no command that you do is obeyed. Fuck, is this really how are you going to die? You try to close your eyes, but even that is beyond your power.

'Ground' felt awfully wet. It takes a few moments to realize that you fell on a lake, and even then the impact was trivial. The water is cool to touch. You look down and see your long, sinuous legs, and a couple of strokes propel you forward. You glide underwater with ease, and the lake floor draws your attention. There seems to be fish of every color there living in peaceful harmony, but as you come closer they all swim away. You notice there are several small rocks on the lake floor, and pick one. It feels so smooth to touch, so light, a simple mixture of green and grey. Just a common rock, you think, but somehow the experience felt magical. After a few moments you realize that you are running out of air, and seek the surface.

Once you break out of water the sweet air fills in your lung and the sunlight bath your body. For some reason this triggered inside you that tobacco hush you felt when you smoked. Three years cold now. That sudden calmness, the sweet embrace of nothingness, how did you miss it. But this came without the unpleasant taste of tar in your mouth, it felt so...clean.

"Are you sure this will be your choice, Chosen? I didnt think you heard me the first time, but you hold a class stone. The SPY is a honorable profession, and powerful in its way." the creature at the shore is a magnificent white unicorn with a glittering silver mane and a twirling white horn. "... what?" you mumble, suddenly noticing how different your maw felt. As you make small grunting noises, the Unicorn continues.

"Your patron shall remain nameless for the moment, but in his name you shall go forth and spin a tale worth telling. There are many patrons in the Realms, but he is the kindest, wisest and most powerful." Why did you feel like groaning? You look down at the rock, and for the first time notice the runes there. "You are currently a level 1 Commoner with no skills, but that is bound to change once you leave the lake. You will gain your class, and the skills that go with it."

Congratulations! You have been given a small degree of power by your Patron. Choose from the following options: mage, warrior, spy, hunter, adventurer, priest. You now have 10 seconds to choose; if this time elapses, one option will be picked randomly.