Maea
And time it waits for no one
It heals them when you die
It heals them when you die
At this point she really was a mystery to be solved. Though Maea noticed the awkward shuffling she pretended to pay it no heed, figuring sympathy would only make it worse.
"I see! That's actually good. It means people are more likely to remember seeing you, and any potential family you have might be searching still." Looking up, the pale little ancient gave her an encouraging smile. "I guess I should ask, too - what are you hoping to get out of this? Just knowing where you come from, or reuniting with any kin..? I'll be honest, neither is any guarantee that your memories will return." Especially since they didn't know why she had lost them. Head injuries, trauma, magic and curses - the only thing they knew for a fact was that Dygra had accepted her at some point, whether from birth or as a convert.
Twirling the pen between her fingers, a movement near her elbow drew her gaze downward. Seeing a wine spider wobble drunkenly towards some droplets of spilled whiskey, Maea smiled absently at it - until she noticed something off about its legs. Scooping it up in her hands, she turned it around to check for injuries.
"I see! That's actually good. It means people are more likely to remember seeing you, and any potential family you have might be searching still." Looking up, the pale little ancient gave her an encouraging smile. "I guess I should ask, too - what are you hoping to get out of this? Just knowing where you come from, or reuniting with any kin..? I'll be honest, neither is any guarantee that your memories will return." Especially since they didn't know why she had lost them. Head injuries, trauma, magic and curses - the only thing they knew for a fact was that Dygra had accepted her at some point, whether from birth or as a convert.
Twirling the pen between her fingers, a movement near her elbow drew her gaze downward. Seeing a wine spider wobble drunkenly towards some droplets of spilled whiskey, Maea smiled absently at it - until she noticed something off about its legs. Scooping it up in her hands, she turned it around to check for injuries.
And soon you are forgotten
A whisper within a sigh
A whisper within a sigh
