[pcs] horse dad

[arkitect]

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[antaressnipe]

[Another hum.

His eyes drop to the doll.]

I do not recognize who this is meant to be, even though I was gifted it.

[arkitect]

-mine was someone of some import. I have not asked after others, but if the same holds true for yours...

[well. that certainly is something to take first, if so, his brow furrowing at the thought. even more of a concern, then, that he's unaware of what he himself has lost-- it could be anything, and in thousands on thousands of years of memory, he has yet to find the hole.]

[antaressnipe]

Yes, others have said the same.

[Meaning he has forgotten someone he should not, and it's only through meticulous inspection of his memories does he even have a guess]

I think she was my Master in the previous war... the manner of her clothing does not match ancient greece, and the longer I try to recall who summoned me...

[Nothing comes up. It's hazy.]

[arkitect]

To take that sort of memory first- one wonders just what else may be expected.

[there is no guarantee of any kind of reasonable progression, here, from the sounds of it.]

[antaressnipe]

Perhaps they will take away my True Name, or memories of a War.

[Really, he has no right to be so calm about this, but it's as he's told others -- he's made his peace with the ugly truths of this Realm.

... Even if he wishes the first memory had been something... gentler]

In any case, I only meant to warn you. The memories taken from us can be a heavy cost.