[Online, posted in "Seeking"]

[womenwouldgrieve]

I suppose there's no choice but to participate in this "game" if we want to regain our memories and abilities -- and possibly find a way home, too.

My name is Edgar, and I'm a Player this round. If anyone would care to be my Weapon, there's a Memory Charm in it for you.

Comments

[waddles]

I'm afraid the word human is used mostly in insult in my homeland... but if you would prefer it I can make the effort.

[womenwouldgrieve]

I don't mind. It was just a surprise, that's all.

Oh, that's right -- you'd like me to be your Player?

[waddles]

Yes, though I'm afraid my weapon is a bit complicated.

[womenwouldgrieve]

Ah, how so?

[waddles]

Before it can be of any use, I believe some of its abilities must be unlocked. Something only a player can do with these. [At the word 'these,' Rafiel withdraws his hand from the insides of his cloak and holds out his starter handful of tokens.]

[womenwouldgrieve]

--oh, I see. I do recall seeing a "transfer" option when I was using the booth earlier. If you would lend me your tokens, then, I'd be glad to unlock them.

[waddles]

[We're not even going to get into how Rafiel should have more trust issues here, really. Without either Nailah or his empathy, he's just easy pickings.]

I'm sorry for the trouble, and thank you.

[womenwouldgrieve]

It's no trouble; I'm sure it will come in handy for me as well.

In that case, I promise to protect you, Rafiel.

[waddles]

I am in your care, Edgar.