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Ian Salvador
Legacy Name: Ian Salvador

The Nostalgic Feli
Owner: Kikariri

Age: 11 years, 3 months, 2 weeks

Born: January 17th, 2013

Adopted: 11 years, 3 months, 2 weeks ago

Adopted: January 17th, 2013

Statistics

• Level: 1
   
• Strength: 10
   
• Defense: 10
   
• Speed: 10
   
• Health: 10
   
• HP: 10/10
   
• Intelligence: 0
   
• Books Read: 0
• Food Eaten: 0
• Job: Unemployed

Memories, It's the very thing that molds us as we grow; Happy memories fill our hearts with warmth, giving us hope for a positive future. Bad memories, create a thick armor, protecting us, giving us strength to face problems head on. Without it, we're nothing - without memories, we're nothing more than an empty shell.There's nothing more terrifying losing a bit of yourself day by day; waking up and forgetting your own name. You try to dig into the deepest corners of your mind to achieve them again; but no matter how hard you try, they're gone. It's nearly impossible to tell which memories or real, or which are dreams.Hollow - walking through the streets, watching humans selfishly taking others for granted. Controlling, and manipulating others. As if they were mere toys; clueless of how precious something as a simple memory could be. Because without that - without that reminder of who you are, of what shaped you into who you are now. You're the furthest thing from Human..

He felt empty; hollow as the very doll he was trapped inside. This body felt alien to him; he'd woken up in the gutter of the streets. Thrown in the trash, like some over-used plaything. Awaking in an unfamiliar place, with no memories of who you are was terrifying. He spent weeks walking through the town hoping something would feel familiar. But after searching up and down the streets; he decided to leave. Hoping to find his 'home' wherever that may be. Leaving the city behind him - he traveled to the wastes; a wide open land. That eventually lead to an old forest. He had no idea what lead him to this place. But he decided to follow his gut; entering the forest.
Just like the town, nothing jogged his memory. Yet he felt an eerie calmness rush over him. The scents, the plants all seemed familiar. But he couldn't quite understand why. He'd heard rumors in his short two weeks in the town. That a old wizard lived inside the forest; cursing anyone who dared enter his 'home'. Not caring what risks could be-folded on him he explored anyway. Eventually coming across an old Cabin. A mixture of different scents filled his nostrils. As he entered the cabin. Bottles filled with liquids, feathers, beads, all sorts of items scattered across the small entrance. That's when he came across the Wizard the town's people feared. The wizard had threaten him tried to scare him off; but Ian was stubborn. And somehow convinced the Magician. To allow him to stay. Even if it meant he'd have to be the odd-creature's personal servant.

Two months had passed and Ian still lived in the Cabin with his new Master Vhesp.He often had dreams; unsure if they were memories or simply his own imagination playing cruel tricks on him.

One thing he learned during his stay. Was he had quite the natural knack for making potions; eventually his Master taught him a couple of simple spells. That came quite easily to him; even though his memories were gone he still possessed his old powers. A short time after Vhesp (unwillingly) took Ian under his wing. Teaching him far more advanced spells & potions. Much to Vhesp displeasure, he'd been a quick learner. And despite being a smug thorn in his side. Ian was eventually growing on him. Or so Ian claimed whenever he got the chance.

Ian eventually learned his master and mentor was cursed. Ian never too much notice to the lake of mirrors in the Cabin. Or the fact that Vhesp rarely ever left the Cabin..
Ian eventually learned that he and his master did in fact have something in common. They were both cursed. Although both had no idea who had cursed them. Ian had lost his memories; and only a part of him had a doll-like form. Most likely something about the spell had backfired. Knowing he'd be cursed drove Ian to learn more; to find out who cursed him and get his revenge.

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