Pure - basking in the sun.

The world loads in and you find yourself looking at a very comfortable looking Lizardman stretched out on a rock, sunning himself not unlike a real lizard. You almost fall out of your chair with laughter. As you rotate around him, examining your character, you realize he's massive. You knew he was tall but he was also built like a heavyweight champion, not to mention the four foot long tail dangling over the side of the rock. He was a dark green color, lighter on his stomach, with large orange eyes that blinked lazily. He had some impressive claws but he also wore a sword and shield reminiscent of ancient Rome. They were strapped to him by minimalistic leather armor, his only garment.

Well, enough of that. You prod (or the indirect equivalent) him alert and he slithers off the rock before rising to his full height. You'd heard that sometimes the character just went off and did it's own thing when free will was fully active but he just stood there looking around curiously, unaware what had roused him. Taking a more active role, you assume direct control...

(Perspective Change)

You stand atop a mountain, the cool breeze whistling through the broken rocks around you. A temple stands tall atop the mountain across from you, almost too big to believe. Why were you here again? Trying to think back, you don't think you really had a plan when you came here. You were just drawn to the place for some reason. Weird.

Descending the mountain by leaps and bounds, literally, you arrive at it's base just as the sun sets behind you (Wow, that was cool just climbing down a mountain! Alas, physical prowess you will never have in the real world). Before you sits a village, somewhat out of place compared to the splendor of the temple far above. Moving forward, your instincts tell you to slow down, to keep to the shadows. You can smell people ahead.

Slithering quietly through the darkness you slip from alley to alley, not sure what you're looking for but driven onwards by some irresistible **** (This guy doesn't have a lot of original thoughts, I might as well be in full control. Now, if I remember my lore correctly there should be a couple of hot...). You catch a scent: alien, yet so familiar. You vault onto the rooftops (Holy Crap! What're you doing?!) leaping from one to the next, following the scent. You had to have it, you wanted it, needed it. What was it? (WHERE ARE You goooii.....!)