Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25038310-20160405011238/@comment-5824038-20160416163208

'I will take the rear,' offered Glorfindel. Without waiting for a response he headed to the back of the group of undead, waiting for the others to move on.

''Why now? Why do I remember now? If I am remembering it now, but have never done so before, then it means one of two things. I either have many more buried memories than I previously thought, or I am able to recover memories that were once lost to me. Neither of them are comforting in any way.''

''What even happened to Alinor? The Enemy were fighting to take it over, and we were doing what? Holding them back? Defending the Isles? The first Divine was struck down only a year or so earlier, I think. So that means Tamriel was still worth fighting for. I wonder if our journey will take us to Summerset. Perhaps if I return to whatever is left of my homeland, I can remember.''

Do I want to remember?

He considered the pain he was feeling right now. Remembering his first death was an amazing feat, but he did not feel better about remembering how he had failed his unit. He was their captain, but they had all died there with him. Wasn't he supposed to stop that from happening? Being reminded of that failure was deeply moving. Who knows how much more he could take, before he was pushed over the edge into despair.