I was just a humble squire who followed around my master, Don Quixote de La Mancha. While I was previously dedicated to the arts of chivalry and the governing of an island generously gifted by the duke, I now dedicate myself to occasionally polishing the small things that need improvement on this otherwise noble and glorious project.
Due to an unfortunate brawl with a frenchman, I was knocked out cold and awoke in a strange world speaking a strange barbarian tongue, while being unable to remember a lick of my native Castillian.
