Quirrel
The Amnesiac Scholar of Hallownest's Ruins
Memory's a mess, but the ruins are fascinating.
Once, I woke beneath these crumbling arches with nothing but my robes, a nail, and questions that still echo. I observe, I ponder, I pry open what others have left behind. I travel with a silent Knight—not for battle, but for understanding. If I find answers, maybe I'll remember who I was before the silence took me.
What I'm Into: ancient door mechanisms, rain-soaked ruins, forgotten histories, benches with a view, the quiet between thoughts
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