[center][h1][color=#B4C1C9]Fyodor Strelnikov[/color][/h1][/center]

[hider=In draconic][color=FFD700]"Who in the nine..."[/color]

[color=#B4C1C9]"Who in the nine indeed..."[/color][/hider]
Fyodor Strelnikov sat up from where he lay as he examined the markings on his own arm. While they were a surprise to be sure, the archer was more concerned by the fact that he now had a great many gaps in his memory. Gaps that he, much to his frustration, found in abundance in places where happy or useful memories once resided and could not find at all in places holding memories he would have very much enjoyed forgetting. Fyodor sifted through what he could remember, hoping that doing so would remind him of things he had forgotten... [color=#B4C1C9]"I too bear these marks."[/color] Fyodor said once he was done wracking his brain. [color=#B4C1C9]"I also seem to be having some trouble remembering the events that led up to this morning. Does anyone here have a clearer head than mine?"[/color]

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Fyodor makes an Intelligence Saving Throw of [url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/rolls/30649]18[/url] to try and save some of his memories from the pits of amnesia that now reside within his mind.
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