Forgotten But Not Gone

Dear…
I’m not really sure who I should write this to. I just have the urge to do it. Weird. I think it’s a routine thing.
 
Today I woke up in a total stranger’s house. But this beach here on Lake Haiyeti is quite nice. Even though those snootysnobs keep staring at me.
 
Anyway, ee started our day at Frederick’s place. His parents are wonderful people. I still feel a bit guilty about the lingering stench that was definitely still noticeable in their bathroom this morning. (No regrets.)
 
After a short breakfast, we went to the court , a ridiculously huge building. We were there to prove that we didn’t kill any families. Turns out that was fairly easy. The Sixfold Shadow folks were there too. Interesting bunch… but I think they’re trying to outshine us. Good luck.
 
Then we met H.E.L.I.O.S. .Some weird robot buddy of Alizée’s? That guy can talk. And talk he did. Endlessly. With a bit of patience (and mental endurance), he calculated the next murder site.
 
We went there. Unfortunately, too late. But we found that strange knot again and managed to enter the realm of Dibarra. Finally, some action!
 
His realm was this bizarre city full of lost things. Sadly, there were no signs of Alizée’s generosity, Yuri’s tragic past, or Aura’s will to live. (Kidding!)
 
Instead, there were these eerie people with no eyes and mouths sewn shut. Luckily, Aura’s glove pointed us toward a tall tower in the distance. Getting there wasn’t easy , weird time shenanigans, half-dead fennek familiars Yuri wanted to save, and, of course, creepy children tried to hinder us.
 
Eventually, we met Ibn-al-Hadibi, the Forgotten Founder. The moment I heard his name, it rang a bell. Must’ve overheard it in a bar while searching for… something. Can’t remember what, though. Maybe it’s not important. Anyway, remembering him somehow freed him, and he gave me a gift . A snowflake that’s supposed to help when I’m in need. (Thanks, I guess.)
 
Ori was quite happy about freeing him. They made some sort of deal. Who am I to judge? I almost made a deal with that weird old lady back in… uhm… wherever that was. Doesn’t matter. Ibn teleported us to the tower, and after some trial and error, we finally managed to get inside.
 
Inside was an elevator. Aura fixed it, of course. We skipped a library (very unfortunate, I felt that one deep in my soul) and found ourselves standing before a massive gate. Finally. Finally! Some bad dudes! I was full of joy. Naturally, I approached with extreme caution (as always).
 
We bonked a bunch of weird wooden watchers and even a stone basilisk. It was great fun.
 
After some exploring and some unsuccessful attempts at disarming traps (I ended up disarming them with my body instead) we found the mechanism to open the main gate.
 
And behind that? The missing children! And that little sand-goblin, dateskinned creep named Dibarra. I dashed straight into the dark room, right at the threat. My companions did try to support me, I think… though it did feel a bit lonely up front. But not everyone can keep up with the swiftness of the Arrow of the Hidden Water.
 
Anyway, I got blasted by a bunch of magic thingies and kissed the floor... like four times. I owe Frederick a gift or something; without him, I’d be dea... ahem, knocked out. (I am taking care of myself, thank you very much!)
 
In the end, my companions freed the children, and I turned Dibarra into fine pulp. Glorious times.
 
Afterward, we took some of his trinkets with us. Yuri finally talked about his past . I should’ve listened more closely. I think he might be a devil? Anyway, next thing I know, I woke up in some stranger’s bed. That dwarf was furious, reported me to the city, and threw me out with his sandy, dry hands.
 
Now I’m lying here, half-naked and exhausted, and in a few hours I have to attend a partyof the Silver Calling. Why? I can’t remember. Maybe there are free snacks.
 
Anyway, I’ll throw on Ori’s armor and head out.
 
Still slaying,
Steam