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[distained]

Who: this guy + everyone
When: day 2 morning. can i day 2? i'm doing day 2.
Where: EVERYWHERE.

[ Hello.

Guess what.

Kaisar is approaching everyone he can find, including knocking on doors and generally hunting y'all down. ]

If you have a moment of time, I'd like to discuss how to find this "Prince" with everyone.

Comments

[distained]

Mm... next to nothing specifically. I have no memories of a father or a mother, friends or a career—and though I know that magic is well used where I am from, I've nothing to show for being able to wield it myself.

[ Little does Kaisar know he's not the weird magic man... ]

And I do not remember anything about... this.

[ He's holding up his left hand. It's covered in a metal armour, and clearly robotic in a way. Like, fantasy magic robotic. A prosthetic hand. ]

[unaffective]

[ so that's another for that... maybe the loss is totally random? ]

That -

[ what is that? if it was actually armor he'd have to know it was clothes - ]

... Certainly you would not recall if such were the case, but - I suppose that it must be a prosthetic...

[ Isn't that a little weird? if magic is commonplace where he comes from couldn't they just reattach his hand? But that seems rude and he already doesn't remember anything so instead she says, a little sheepish, ]

It looks very nice.

[ nailed it ]

[distained]

The craftsmanship is very fine indeed.

[ somewhere in the depths of "no one plays this shithead" a favaro leone is grinning stupidly... ]

But it is an example of how something that seems so important to me is simply missing.

[unaffective]

It's my speculation that the amnesia is only temporary - though I'm unable to speak as to its cause, it would be odd were there only a few of us exempted from the effect... it seems most likely that the rate of recovery simply differs between us.

I'm certain that you'll remember very soon.