Memory orb (Hibarnhvidar)

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The memory orb is a magical orb located in the Hibarnhvidar Empath's guild hall, beside Guildleader Dagreth Rendarak. Touching the orb allows the recall of a fragment of memory. There is a brief period of time between when the orb can be interacted with by a single person.

Looking at the orb:

The orb sits on a pedestal like a giant egg on display. Shades of red, blue and green shoot through the ovoid, in constant motion, making the orb appear as if it is lit with several internal fires.

You can feel intense power within the orb.

Orb memories

Color	Fitted	Memory
blue		"The pages are brittle, but surprisingly intact. In looking at this latest find, which Kantain and Retharn have entrusted..."
blue		"...entrusted to me, I feel a tingling of anticipation along my spine. Prior to this, all of our findings have involved..."
blue		"...involved single documents, sometimes pieces of documents. Many of them are soiled beyond ciphering,..."
blue		"...ciphering, some parchments ripped or waterstained. Those were divided between Kantain and Retharn..."
blue		"...ourselves. We know there is more beneath the rubble in truth, we've only scratched the surface. Those..."
blue		”…Those that sought to eradicate the Imperial Healer's Guild from existence seem to have left some things..."
blue		"...things behind, though it is difficult to tell at this point if the leavings were intentional..."
blue		"...intentional. Tomorrow we return to the site to continue digging. I have hope that we will unearth..."
blue		"...unearth more treasures like the one I hold in my hands, though for me, none could be more precious..."
blue		"...precious than this one. I think Kan recognized that when the first gleam of burgundy leather touched..."
blue		"...touched the open air. As we brushed more of the sand from its surface and I saw the tiny bird embossed..."
blue		"...embossed on the corner, I could barely refrain from snatching the journal from its resting place..."
blue		"...place. The camp has settled for the night. The bustling and conversation outside has dwindled, and I hear..."
blue		"...hear only the wind in the trees now. It's late and I know tomorrow brings another backbreaking workday,..."
blue		"...workday, but my mind will not allow me to rest. My fingers play over the embossed bird, idly rubbing..."
blue		"...rubbing it as my mind tumbles over memories. The images in my head are jumbled, really too fresh..."
blue		"...fresh for me to sort out at an hour when ghosts travel thickly...."
blue		"...thickly. She has been gone for only a year now, already a year now. I feel her absence everywhere..."
blue		"...everywhere. She is, in many respects, the reason I am here--the reason we are all here. We thought..."
blue		"...thought her lost to us forever. My finger rubs over the bird again, then flips open the cover to a page..."
blue		"...a page only slightly runny from the elements, the writing smudged but legible. My hands frame the flowing..."
blue		"...flowing signature on the bottom, the Elven script as tidy as the woman who wrote it. Tracing out..."
blue		"...out the elaborate "N" with a fingertip, my eyes follow the lines of her writing, and I lose myself in the words..."
blue		"...words of a healer, and my friend."
cream		"My lungs feel sodden with dust it's hard to breathe in the smoke and harder..."
cream		"...harder still to navigate through the rubble. In the distance, I can still hear..."
cream		"...still hear the horrified cries: "Dabrushin! The Dabrushin Mine!" Around me,..."
cream		"...Around me, though, it is eerily silent, the silence of death. I close my eyes..."
cream		"...eyes briefly, extending my senses. When I open them again, my vision..."
cream		"...my vision is blurred from the water in my eyes. Nothing. I can..."
cream		"...I can feel NOTHING. How can that be? Trying not to let despair..."
cream		"...despair overcome me, I stumble forward. The lantern on my head wobbles..."
cream		"...wobbles precariously, causing the light to swing in dizzying circles. The cavern..."
cream		"...cavern which was once so comforting to many is now broken before me, terrifying..."
cream		"...terrifying in its unfamiliar landscape. Absently, I register pain as my shin raps..."
cream		"...raps sharply against a stone in my path, one that had not been there the day before... "
cream		"...day before. I am distracted for my lantern light has caught something, a glint. I rush..."
cream		"...blood red ruby. The ring's glint is the only motion. Standing--oh I cannot stand any longer..."
cream		"...any longer. I sink to my knees to ward off the pain but it cannot be defended against..."
cream		"...against, for it comes from inside. Dommic. Dear moons in the heavens, if Dommic is..."
cream		"...Dommic is gone, there is no hope. --It is dark now. My lantern has gone out. I have been..."
cream		"...been sitting here, my eyes not moving from the spot where I saw the ring, for I don't know how..."
cream		"...how long. My legs are bruised from the stones beneath them, and my back aches, but more..."
cream		"..but more telling, I cannot bring myself to care about either. I awkwardly get to my feet, turning..."
cream		"...turning away toward the entrance. I inhale deeply, closing my eyes, bracing myself for the explosion..."
cream		"...explosion of emptiness. Oh but there's something...something. It's faint, weak, but it's there. It comes..."
cream		"...It comes from her--no! It's there! I turn to my right and stumble wildly, bumping into things willy-nilly..."
cream		"...willy-nilly because I have no light. I'm drawn only by the feeling, so very faint. It's here, here! My hands..."
cream		"...My hands scrabble clumsily at the rubble, my nails cracking, my skin slicing across the sharp rocks. I..."
cream		"...rocks. I have no time to heal them as I scratch and claw. I feel air, precious, stale, musty air, laced..."
cream		"...laced with the stench of death yet lightened by something more...the smell of life. Here, here!..."
cream		"...here! It's here, they're here! The chant in my head drills to the sounds of my desperate sobs..."
cream		"...sobs and the keening coming from my throat. The rocks won't budge fast enough with strength born..."
cream		"...born from sheer willpower, I heave myself upon the largest boulder, pushing with all my might..."
cream		"...might and something else besides. With a groan of disappointment, it finally moves aside, and my hands..."
cream		"...my hands scurry over it. They cover fingers gritty with dust, fingers that slowly twitch, and then..."
cream		"...then turn over to grasp mine. Life. There is life here, after all."
yellow		"It's silly to get so worked up over something so simple. It's just a party dress, really. Fabric..."
yellow		"...Fabric dressed up in finery designed to trick the eye into believing it clothes something..."
yellow		"...something special. That's all it is. But it's YELLOW. And not just a bland yellow..."
yellow		"...yellow that makes the skin sallow. A lovely, soft, creamy yellow that's just made..."
yellow		"...made to be worn by someone like me. And it has ruffled sleeves. And pearls..."
yellow		"..pearls. And it looks like something a princess should wear. I'm not a princess..."
yellow		"...princess though. Princesses have smooth skin and shining hair and small..."
yellow		"...and carriages and prancing white horses. And they live in these big houses where..."
yellow		"...where the roads leading to them are always clear of ox dung. I just live in a regular..."
yellow		"...regular home. And they eat regally, so I'm told. They have bread without weevils..."
yellow		"...weevils baked in. And servants bring damp cloths after their meals so they can clean..."
yellow		"...clean their dainty fingers. I think it's easier to use my sleeve most of the time. But I have..."
yellow		"...have something they haven't got. Dreams. Princesses can't have dreams like my..."
yellow		"...my dreams; they already have everything. I may not BE a princess, but I can dream of..."
yellow		"...dream of becoming one, someday. Maybe I'll be famous, or I'll rescue someone from..."
yellow		"Maybe I'll be famous, or I'll rescue someone from..."
yellow		"...from certain doom. But for today, I'll start with a yellow dress."
violet		"All is chaos it seems that the world has turned on its head. K'Liovar has tasked me with escaping..."
violet		"...escaping to Forfedhdar, knowing that I, a simple Empath, am not likely to be followed into that little..."
violet		"...little known land. If they knew what I carried--K'Midorenne has been executed in an effort..."
violet		"...effort to persuade compliance, and my mind cannot fully bend around this fact. Months have passed..."
violet		"...passed and only now can I even begin to process the horrors. It has only been ten years since the loss..."
violet		"...loss of K'Kantain and now--Oh I know; it's not as if we have not known hardship before, but always..."
violet		"...always we seem to struggle. It is difficult to avoid the bitterness that washes over me when I reflect..."
violet		"...reflect on the warmth of the hearth in the guildhall that is now overrun with evil, used by the very people..."
violet		"...people who killed my Moda. And I sit by an icy road in winter, trying to get to a place I've never been..."
violet		"...never been to seek refuge from people I don't know. I operate on sheer hope that what I carry..."
violet		"...carry will be enough to give me safe haven; if it is not, this will be the last memory stored here..."
violet		"...stored here. I haven't the courage to flood this orb with the images I've seen. I wouldn't wish that..."
violet		"...wish that on anyone, and to be truthful, I don't care to relive it myself. I cannot avoid it when I try..."
violet		”…try to sleep, for they come unbidden. But here, at least...here in the daylight, however gloomy..."
violet		"...gloomy it is, I can control my thoughts. For now, it is all I can do at some moments to remember..."
violet		"...remember who I am, and why my journey is so important. I am Anlusian, of the Shard Healer's Hall..."
violet		"...Hall. I am a simple healer turned historian in one swift moment of urgency issued forth by..."
violet		"...by K'Liovar. I, and I alone, can preserve the information kept by the Moda of Ilithi. If I do not make it..."
violet		"...make it...if I do not...it will die with me."