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MEMORY 1
Memory 1
Memory: Positive Neutral - Sword training with grandfather.
Regained: Day 6, When The Clock Struck Twelve (Two Truths and a Lie)
Form: A lilac-colored shake flashlight. Shaking it a few times and turning it on gives memory. (Shareable, 4/5 uses left.)
Contents: Something like a training montage, a long period of training with her grandfather, though it blanks out the gaps between training.
Neferti is around ten years old at this time, her left eye covered by a patch, and facing off against a smiling older man she addresses as "Grandfather". Both of them are using fake swords, but while Neferti is in full protective gear, the old man wears a simple robe. Neferti charges him a few times, and every time, does not even come close to landing a single blow before she's knocked to the ground. (Once she's on the ground, the old man relaxes quite a bit and gently tells Neferti where she made a mistake, and Neferti calls him 'grampa' instead.)
Sometimes they switch, as he trains her in movements against a steel dummy, using real swords. She learns quickly, and begins to practice halfswording, leaving sizable gashes in even a steel dummy using her weight. He can cleave a steel dummy straight in half without even using any special technique. She experiments sometimes, too, using the hilt as a bludgeon, but she tends to cut her fingers up when that happens. Her grandfather heals her with magic, and she protests every time that she can do it herself, but he just laughs and pats her on the head.
Sometimes they simply meditate, as he tells her of the codes of honor a swordsman must follow. Never allowing the innocent to come to harm, never allowing the wicked to escape justice. Destroying monsters wherever they surface, and never using underhanded means, no matter what might be used against you. Acting only to benefit those around you and never using force for your own ends. Neferti is bad at the meditation part, and her tail is constantly in motion at these times.
Effects: She has a family! And OH NO SHE ACTUALLY REALLY LOVES AND RESPECTS HIM AND HE'S AWESOME. And he's human! THIS IS WEIRD. And she was learning from him! THIS IS COOL.
She now remembers, somewhat, her drive to become strong. Not the drive to become a knight that went with it at home, but to become a great swordswoman. So once she gets a sword, she's going to start training very seriously.
Mostly she is just very confused about this though. Obviously they aren't really related so what happened there? He was a super-badass, clearly, but other than that, she doesn't remember anything other than a feeling of love and borderline-hero worship.
She also has recovered much of her movements and skill in swordfighting. Not all, but has a very good grasp of the basics, some advanced techniques, especially at halfswording and beginning mordhau, along with some decent improvisation.
Memory: Positive Neutral - Sword training with grandfather.
Regained: Day 6, When The Clock Struck Twelve (Two Truths and a Lie)
Form: A lilac-colored shake flashlight. Shaking it a few times and turning it on gives memory. (Shareable, 4/5 uses left.)
Contents: Something like a training montage, a long period of training with her grandfather, though it blanks out the gaps between training.
Neferti is around ten years old at this time, her left eye covered by a patch, and facing off against a smiling older man she addresses as "Grandfather". Both of them are using fake swords, but while Neferti is in full protective gear, the old man wears a simple robe. Neferti charges him a few times, and every time, does not even come close to landing a single blow before she's knocked to the ground. (Once she's on the ground, the old man relaxes quite a bit and gently tells Neferti where she made a mistake, and Neferti calls him 'grampa' instead.)
Sometimes they switch, as he trains her in movements against a steel dummy, using real swords. She learns quickly, and begins to practice halfswording, leaving sizable gashes in even a steel dummy using her weight. He can cleave a steel dummy straight in half without even using any special technique. She experiments sometimes, too, using the hilt as a bludgeon, but she tends to cut her fingers up when that happens. Her grandfather heals her with magic, and she protests every time that she can do it herself, but he just laughs and pats her on the head.
Sometimes they simply meditate, as he tells her of the codes of honor a swordsman must follow. Never allowing the innocent to come to harm, never allowing the wicked to escape justice. Destroying monsters wherever they surface, and never using underhanded means, no matter what might be used against you. Acting only to benefit those around you and never using force for your own ends. Neferti is bad at the meditation part, and her tail is constantly in motion at these times.
Effects: She has a family! And OH NO SHE ACTUALLY REALLY LOVES AND RESPECTS HIM AND HE'S AWESOME. And he's human! THIS IS WEIRD. And she was learning from him! THIS IS COOL.
She now remembers, somewhat, her drive to become strong. Not the drive to become a knight that went with it at home, but to become a great swordswoman. So once she gets a sword, she's going to start training very seriously.
Mostly she is just very confused about this though. Obviously they aren't really related so what happened there? He was a super-badass, clearly, but other than that, she doesn't remember anything other than a feeling of love and borderline-hero worship.
She also has recovered much of her movements and skill in swordfighting. Not all, but has a very good grasp of the basics, some advanced techniques, especially at halfswording and beginning mordhau, along with some decent improvisation.