Hargeon was a beautiful town. Even in the winter, the scent of sea salt carried through the air as a gentle reminder that summer has yet to come. It was a strangely familiar scent, but it was one Atani had not experienced in Athalran. She wondered if he had visited Hargeon years ago while she was part of her old guild. It would make sense. It was, after all, home to Blue Pegasus. The Wood Elf had yet to discover which guild she used to be a member of, but she was certain it was a light guild. Perhaps a neutral one. Nonetheless, she liked to imagine she was on good terms with other light mages. On the other hand, she did not think it was necessarily a bad thing if she wasn't. Or rather, she didn't care. Whoever she used to be left her new self with little to work with, and for that, she was irritated. Atani knew herself to be analytical and cautious. Though she knew she could be impulsive, she couldn't imagine herself being so careless as to do something that would erase her memories. Unless... it wasn't a careless act. Maybe there was something she wanted to forget. But to forget her own identity?
Atani shook her head. It was pointless trying to make sense of something she didn't have any knowledge of. She was determined to figure it out, but for now, she had to know her place. No matter who she was in the past, she was a mage of Blue Pegasus now, and a strong one at that. The Wood Elf knit her brows and stared at her hand. A swirl of vines curled around her fingers. She felt its verdant leaves tickle her skin before withering away. Clenching her fist, she let out a sigh. It was time to go.
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