Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24510587-20190827231859/@comment-24510587-20190831164318

Rolf, too, was more than happy living with Moira. He was as lost as her, but as long as they were together, that could not bother him in the slightest.

Or so he thought. After a few months of their new life, it began to gnaw on Rolf just how vacant his mind was. He had no memories, no childhood, he barely even had an identity. He tried to distract himself from it by dedicating his time to caring for Moira and honing his electromantic abilities, but even that could not drive the thoughts - about the lack of thoughts - away.

One day, he knew he could not let this go on any longer. He had to find out who he was. Regain his memories.