Sygmus finds himself sitting at the edge of the Fraider camp, chewing on the latest Cuttler meal the tribe prepared. Tarrg walked toward the Zorai and handed him the 'parchment paper' Syg had asked for.
Syg couldn't help but laugh and shake his head at the cuttler leather the Fraider used. This is exactly why he uses the much stronger Carrion Izam instead of the standard Izam.
"Master Qai-Zhan,
You asked for a medical report of my condition and state of mind. Honestly, I am at a loss. My dreams have been of distant pasts, too distant for a homin of my lifespan to witness. The Ancient City of Zoran? Is there anyone alive that would be able to describe it as I have been capable of doing?
The more troubling issue is my waking moments. My more recent memories don't seem to be as accurate. I am not sure if this is just an extension of my dreams but I recall the burning of Thesos and the backlash that ensued! I recall Loryen, my dear friend, who together we organized a rebellion. Walking from the desert city of Thesos through the hidden source and interrupting the great royal wedding of the Matis.
We were all donned in blood red garments! The prince.. his face.. I do not thing I will ever forget that reaction! Yet the current state of Thesos contradicts these memories. Ever since the scar on my hand appeared and all the flashes of light, I haven't been quite the same. I can only attribute these shattered images and memories to that same affliction.
It does sadden me since I cherished that moment for the Fyros nation. They stood up to the Matis once and for all and I was there to support them like many other aribini.."
Sygmus threw the parchment to the floor in frustration. He couldn't even remember who was there besides Loryen. And he hasn't seen Loryen in years... Was Loryen even real or just another false memory??
With a sigh, he picked up the parchment and didn't bother to finish or even sign it. He simply rolled it up in frustration and gave it to Tarrg for delivery. His hand was burning again.
Syg couldn't help but laugh and shake his head at the cuttler leather the Fraider used. This is exactly why he uses the much stronger Carrion Izam instead of the standard Izam.
"Master Qai-Zhan,
You asked for a medical report of my condition and state of mind. Honestly, I am at a loss. My dreams have been of distant pasts, too distant for a homin of my lifespan to witness. The Ancient City of Zoran? Is there anyone alive that would be able to describe it as I have been capable of doing?
The more troubling issue is my waking moments. My more recent memories don't seem to be as accurate. I am not sure if this is just an extension of my dreams but I recall the burning of Thesos and the backlash that ensued! I recall Loryen, my dear friend, who together we organized a rebellion. Walking from the desert city of Thesos through the hidden source and interrupting the great royal wedding of the Matis.
We were all donned in blood red garments! The prince.. his face.. I do not thing I will ever forget that reaction! Yet the current state of Thesos contradicts these memories. Ever since the scar on my hand appeared and all the flashes of light, I haven't been quite the same. I can only attribute these shattered images and memories to that same affliction.
It does sadden me since I cherished that moment for the Fyros nation. They stood up to the Matis once and for all and I was there to support them like many other aribini.."
Sygmus threw the parchment to the floor in frustration. He couldn't even remember who was there besides Loryen. And he hasn't seen Loryen in years... Was Loryen even real or just another false memory??
With a sigh, he picked up the parchment and didn't bother to finish or even sign it. He simply rolled it up in frustration and gave it to Tarrg for delivery. His hand was burning again.
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Sygmus Talao-FyrZoraï Ambassador to the Fyros Empire
Celestaï Mik'ito
Kitin College Representative
