The dark man looked her into the eyes. "You have all been chosen to aid us in this battle. The dark wizard is back, and the council have desided that you are our only true hope. Dont be mad at us. You, Nevia have been dead for about 200 years. The year is now 2455"
~ (Still fantasy so that does not mean there is guns and so on) ~
He bowed before her, for being the first to approach him.