Avante Amnesplora

[idolpro]

You awaken slowly, laying in the middle of a cold, hard stone floor … and realise that you have absolutely no idea where you are, how you got here, and who any of these people are.

Some of you may also be wondering who you are, too. Hm. That's probably concerning.

Comments

[worthathousand]

Oh! You can write to us, now!
One small relief in all this.

But... [ turning to look at The Scarlet-Haired Youth—as she has come to think of him in her head—as well ]

...Truly? Both of you are accustomed to these strange things? Are your homelands so wealthy that you can distribute printed scrolls to all who want them, simply to share the events of the day?

[gemuinemanagement]

I think it's more that someone made a way to do it cheaply?
I don't think newspapers are very expensive to make where I'm from

[heavyliesthecrown]

To be honest, they are not much money at all? I suppose it must be different where you come from? Which country...? None of this is really out of the ordinary.

[worthathousand]

Ah... well. I am as lacking in knowledge of my past as all of us—Miura excepted, that is.

I suppose I think of the Western islands and the North as distant lands, based on what seems intuitive...? But I have never heard of "newspapers," not to mention that impossible cold room. A... re-free-gir-a-tor, I think you called it?

If indeed we are all soldiers, but from lands distant from one another, the two of you must be from a place quite strange indeed.

[heavyliesthecrown]

Yet it seems so dully ordinary to me. I suppose that it all comes down to a matter of perspective and what one is used to. But if you need an explanation for anything, I am happy to help. After all, I was not very useful against that strange sea creature.