Book of the Forgotten Memories

Book of the Forgotten Memories: а book with fine decorated covers. The book radiates certain dignity.

Using this book, your player can learn one of the missing skills in their branch. If the skills are already learned, then the book will be useless. Tossing a coin only affects which skill is chosen first.


 * Сahara can learn Steal or Dash.
 * D'arce can learn Counter or Fast stance
 * Enki can learn Blood sacrifice or Greater blood magic
 * Ragnvaldr can learn Bloodlust or Marksmanship

The Mercenary
As you open the book, you feel warmth and nostalgia that cannot be explained.

''Memories of your past life flash before your eyes. But some of these memories are not of yours.''

You remember your ancestors leading a simple yet violent life of mercenaries.

''You remember... How riches and wealth dictated your masters. All while still holding a grasp at freedom by travelling across the known continents.''

''You remember... While murdering cold blood your victims on a highway heist - you had a greeting with the wolf deity of northern parts.''

''You remember... How for a price of your beloved ones you could attain greater knowledge. You agreed of course - being the greedy bastard you were.''

''You remember... The wolf deity teaching you his greatest secret...''

The Knight
As you open the book, you feel warmth and nostalgia that cannot be explained.

''Memories of your past life flash before your eyes. But some of these memories are not of yours.''

You remember your ancestors from a long line of noble knights from the Kingdom of Rondon.

''You remember... How from a very early age, every single of your ancestors had to partake the training to become a holy knight of Alll-Mer.''

''You remember... How the priests, your caretakers, would use punishing and cruel ways to imbed the moral codes and ways of the knighthood.''

''You remember... How the cruelty knew no end. Every day you would be pitted against beasts from exotic locations.''

And every night you would be pitted against the beast of the monastery as the monks would crawl next to you in the darkest hours of the night.

''You remember... Slowly sinking to the darkness within and hearing a voice...''

You remember how the voice would teach you skills to help you one day extract revenge from the wrong-doings of your uprising.

Dark Priest
As you open the book, you feel warmth and nostalgia that cannot be explained.

''Memories of your past life flash before your eyes. But some of these memories are not of yours.''

''You remember the wicked rituals your ancestors took part in. The crude old-fashioned witchcraft that lacked the finesse of it's modern counterpart.''

''You remember... How your ancestors would desperately try to contact even the most minor demons in their attempts to gain more knowledge of the otherside.''

''You remember... How from every generation - only the eldest child would be chosen to continue the family name...''

...While the rest would be cut open and have their blood drained as a sacrifice to older gods.

''You remember... After generations of these black arts, your ancestors finally managed to summon a wretched little evil.''

The miscreant that crawled from the summoning circle revealed it's secrets.

Outlander
As you open the book, you feel warmth and nostalgia that cannot be explained.

''Memories of your past life flash before your eyes. But some of these memories are not of yours.''

You remember your ancestors living in the frozen wastelands of Oldegård.

''You remember... Freezing winters, where the weather and gods would measure the resiliency of your people. Only the strongest would see the sun rising again in the spring.''

''You remember... How your father would look at you from the dark corner of your small hut. The eyes of a starving man.''

''You remember... How neither of you had ate a thing in past two weeks. How the hunger would drive even the most good-hearted man insane.''

''You remember... How your father finally made his move during the full moon. But he was already so weak from the hunger.''

''You remember... His feeble arms trying to wrestle you down. But he proved to be the weaker of the two of you.''

''You remember... The feast you would have the next day. There was so much meat on the open fire that it could feed the animals of the surrounding forests as well.''

You remember how in exchange for a plate of your father, the animals would teach you their own tricks of trade for survival.