Memory orb (Hibarnhvidar)

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

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You reach out and touch the glowing orb. The colors inside the orb react to your touch, turning a vibrant shade of cream.

Slowly, a fragment of memory intrudes into your mind: "...terrifying in its unfamiliar landscape. Absently, I register pain as my shin raps..."

You reach out and touch the glowing orb. The colors inside the orb react to your touch, turning a vibrant shade of yellow.

Slowly, a fragment of memory intrudes into your mind: "..pearls. And it looks like something a princess should wear. I'm not a princess..."

You reach out and touch the glowing orb. The colors inside the orb react to your touch, turning a vibrant shade of violet.

Slowly, a fragment of memory intrudes into your mind: "...carry will be enough to give me safe haven; if it is not, this will be the last memory stored here..."

You reach out and touch the glowing orb. The colors inside the orb react to your touch, turning a vibrant shade of blue.

Slowly, a fragment of memory intrudes into your mind: "...place. The camp has settled for the night. The bustling and conversation outside has dwindled, and I hear..."

You reach out and touch the glowing orb. The colors inside the orb react to your touch, turning a vibrant shade of blue.

Slowly, a fragment of memory intrudes into your mind: "...flowing signature on the bottom, the Elven script as tidy as the woman who wrote it. Tracing out..."

You reach out and touch the glowing orb. The colors inside the orb react to your touch, turning a vibrant shade of violet.

Slowly, a fragment of memory intrudes into your mind: "...loss of K'Kantain and now--Oh I know; it's not as if we have not known hardship before, but always..."

You reach out and touch the glowing orb. The colors inside the orb react to your touch, turning a vibrant shade of violet.

Slowly, a fragment of memory intrudes into your mind: "...by K'Liovar. I, and I alone, can preserve the information kept by the Moda of Ilithi. If I do not make it..."

You reach out and touch the glowing orb. The colors inside the orb react to your touch, turning a vibrant shade of violet.

Slowly, a fragment of memory intrudes into your mind: "...remember who I am, and why my journey is so important. I am Anlusian, of the Shard Healer's Hall..."

You reach out and touch the glowing orb. The colors inside the orb react to your touch, turning a vibrant shade of cream.

Slowly, a fragment of memory intrudes into your mind: "...turning away toward the entrance. I inhale deeply, closing my eyes, bracing myself for the explosion..."

You reach out and touch the glowing orb. The colors inside the orb react to your touch, turning a vibrant shade of cream.

Slowly, a fragment of memory intrudes into your mind: "...raps sharply against a stone in my path, one that had not been there the day before... "

You reach out and touch the glowing orb. The colors inside the orb react to your touch, turning a vibrant shade of yellow.

Slowly, a fragment of memory intrudes into your mind: "...my dreams; they already have everything. I may not BE a princess, but I can dream of..."

You reach out and touch the glowing orb. The colors inside the orb react to your touch, turning a vibrant shade of cream.

Slowly, a fragment of memory intrudes into your mind: "...Around me, though, it is eerily silent, the silence of death. I close my eyes..."

You reach out and touch the glowing orb. The colors inside the orb react to your touch, turning a vibrant shade of blue.

Slowly, a fragment of memory intrudes into your mind: "The pages are brittle, but surprisingly intact. In looking at this latest find, which Kantain and Retharn have entrusted..."

You reach out and touch the glowing orb. The colors inside the orb react to your touch, turning a vibrant shade of violet.

Slowly, a fragment of memory intrudes into your mind: "...people who killed my Moda. And I sit by an icy road in winter, trying to get to a place I've never been..."

You reach out and touch the glowing orb. The colors inside the orb react to your touch, turning a vibrant shade of cream.

Slowly, a fragment of memory intrudes into your mind: "...explosion of emptiness. Oh but there's something...something. It's faint, weak, but it's there. It comes..."

You reach out and touch the glowing orb. The colors inside the orb react to your touch, turning a vibrant shade of yellow.

Slowly, a fragment of memory intrudes into your mind: "...Fabric dressed up in finery designed to trick the eye into believing it clothes something..."

You reach out and touch the glowing orb. The colors inside the orb react to your touch, turning a vibrant shade of yellow.

Slowly, a fragment of memory intrudes into your mind: "It's silly to get so worked up over something so simple. It's just a party dress, really. Fabric..."

You reach out and touch the glowing orb. The colors inside the orb react to your touch, turning a vibrant shade of violet.

Slowly, a fragment of memory intrudes into your mind: "...never been to seek refuge from people I don't know. I operate on sheer hope that what I carry..."

You reach out and touch the glowing orb. The colors inside the orb react to your touch, turning a vibrant shade of violet.

Slowly, a fragment of memory intrudes into your mind: "...always we seem to struggle. It is difficult to avoid the bitterness that washes over me when I reflect..."

You reach out and touch the glowing orb. The colors inside the orb react to your touch, turning a vibrant shade of yellow.

Slowly, a fragment of memory intrudes into your mind: "...my dreams; they already have everything. I may not BE a princess, but I can dream of..."

You reach out and touch the glowing orb. The colors inside the orb react to your touch, turning a vibrant shade of violet.

Slowly, a fragment of memory intrudes into your mind: "...escaping to Forfedhdar, knowing that I, a simple Empath, am not likely to be followed into that little..."