We haven’t done much the past few days, Alver shot a few things with his magic arrows, Ellie stripped the meat, and I have learned a couple things. I originally thought that i’d only keep track of our stuff, and I do, but Ellie and Alver still want to include me.

Alver has warmed up to me mildly, he showed me how he manipulates magic to make arrows that are stable, but I am currently unable to do such a thing.

Apparently the manipulation of magic on the fly is quite a hard skill, so the most I was able to do is shatter one of the arrows he made.

I feel hugely disappointed at my lack of great skills, but maybe I’ll have time to learn on this quest.

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The two have asked more about me, and while I have given small details like my interests, I have noticed that my gap in my memory is still there, it is getting bigger.

It isn’t like normal memory loss in how I’ve heard it described, my memory is perfectly fine until about a month ago, when It’s just gone.

My memory even seems better for most of what I do remember, but individual things from about a month ago keep slipping away.

Also that weird information thing seems to be messing with me. I have two sets of information sort of, the random pieces of information override almost all that was there before.

Like my name, I’m uncertain what it was before, but every fiber of my Being screams it to be Fuori.

What I was before certainly was human, yet every day that passes, I lose a little bit of that.

How is it that I know certain things but yet not others? Also, why did I get those few pieces of information?

I only hope whatever is causing this didn’t change me on a fundamental level.

Anyway, me Ellie, and Alver continue our journey through the forest, stopping at a stream to bathe, hunting and training our skills of survival.

A couple of days before we get to town, we suddenly get stopped by some bandits, eager to rob us due to our lack of visible manpower.