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[March]

You try to recall the events leading up to that failed casting;

You see a man you recognize as a fellow brigand walk into the clearing, he approaches as if to embrace then stabs you through the chest, he's talking in undercommon "No survivors.", you can't breathe and you can't move, you fall to the ground & you are dieing.

[Superdorf]

Better and better... now let's go back real far.
Who were we?

[March]

You dig backwards looking for who you were;

Rollio Kimboldink, Berny Anyface, Piersym Hyte, Vyncis Sone, Leane Courte, Balcmauh of clan Undertooth, Forno of Dis, Lord Findleblat Protection of Waywood swamp...

So many names and lives you've pretended to be.

[Superdorf]

Call up our first meeting with Ungas. Call up all our subsequent dealings with him... right up to the lethal last.

[Naturegirl1999]

Call up our first meeting with Ungas. Call up all our subsequent dealings with him... right up to the lethal last.

+1

[March]

You call up memories of your first meeting to your last with Ungas;

"He's our leader here, Ungas." Half-hand says pointing out the massive chainmail wearing man whom has a clawmark scarred grey face and a billowy yellowed beard that looks like clouds, "...Anyface, you will go into Ter and spy for the any trouble..." Ungas says going over his plan to make it sacrifice to the brigands, "Kimboldink, Rollio Kimboldink bard extraordinaire at your service!" you say showing off your new assumed identity which Ungas says "Disturbing, but effective.", you are arguing with Ungas "...I just think-" "You don't need to think, and Anyface... be on that wagon." Ungas turns away leaving you to return to the fort the last time you saw him.

There seems to be quite a bit of unclearness to your memories still, you are uncertain if you've had much more interaction with Ungas.

[Superdorf]

We were part of a group of brigands. We specialized in disguises and infiltration. We took a job under this Ungas. Our fellow brigands... didn't want us to bear witness as to what happened.
What did we do on that wagon? Why did we run?

[March]

You try to remember what you did on the wagon;

You remember some talking about hope... hope for Mynii, riding the wagon, the elves turning you away, seeing the witch's store, the crate full of cures, playing the fife before chaos, you grabbed a phial for her and ran away into the woods to wait for the brigands to extract you.

[Superdorf]

We had somebody we cared about fall ill... perhaps to the very same plague that's hanging over Ter now. We were after a cure. The elves wouldn't give us one. The brigands made us a deal...
Who was this "Mynii"?
What exactly were our dealings with these brigands?

[March]

You try to remember who Mynii is;

You see a sick child... her child, Mynii is playing...

These memories are by far much rougher and unclear if you remember them at all.

You try to remember your dealing with the brigands;

Eating, sleeping, living, fighting, Half-hand, Ungas, Hikdun, Guul, Cabbiz, Nib-ol, Foederspli the petter...

You were one of them, you remember them, you weren't friends but it's better than nothing.

[Superdorf]

Were we married?
Have we killed anyone in our time as a brigand? If so, who?

[March]

You try to remember if you were married;

Whole lots of not being married to a whole lot of people.

You try to remember if you've killed anyone as a brigand;

You see the human bard Rollio Kimboldink... you are killing him.

[Naturegirl1999]

Makes sense

[Superdorf]

Makes sense, yes. Also disturbing. It seems we may have been a rather nasty person... albeit with one or two noble motivations.

Trying to recall how you got here; that smug laughing witch's face

Who was this?

[March]

You try to recall who the laughing witch is;

You are following a witch, you try to assume her familiar, she's laughing as her magic undoes your assuming... it hurts and you flee.

This is not Makdt, it is a witch who doesn't have a hat like hers and possesses a monkey familiar.