[Video - Available to Both Moonblessed and Natives (even if there aren't any being played as PCs)]

[specialist_snowflake]

[Didn't she just make a video today? NO. That would be her younger sister, and the keen of eye might even be able to realize there are hereditary similarities between the two. But there are differences also. For example, this particular white-haired woman appears much more...stiff. Even if she's not wearing her uniform anymore, her squared shoulders and lifted chin seem to scream 'MILITARY!' even in a soft and fuzzy gray sweater.]

Greetings. My name is Winter.

[Some of you might remember her all the way back from summer when she made a very detailed presentation on what types of moonlacing were and were not acceptable. This time, she's not asking for help. She's offering it.]

It has come to my attention that when we return to our worlds, we lose all memories of this one. It would seem that our actions do not matter.

[She drops her gaze for a moment, reinforcing her resolve to remain professional. Her emotions are starting to leak through just the same.]

But I would very much like them to, for the duration of my stay. Consider this an open invitation to seek my aid for any troubles you might have. If I am unable to render assistance, then I will help you find someone who can. The impression I leave behind will not be forgotten. I would have it be one of fond remembrance rather than hedonistic selfishness. I don't require compensation. I don't desire it either.

[Her jaw tightens, and her brow furrows.]

This is what I want to do. I am choosing it for myself. Seek me out if you have need of me, in public or in private.

That is all.

[Blip! And she's gone.]

Comments

[have_hat_will_travel]

Eh. Not too much to worry about.

But... You have an interesting point, as to whether our actions matter or not when we get returned home. Or 'if', in some cases. I'm very much intending to never do so given half a choice.

My name is Pidonus Marasia, and it is good to meet you, miss Winter.

[specialist_snowflake]

The possibility is a tempting one to many.

[Including herself.]

Well met, Pidonus Marasia. I thank you for your understanding.

[have_hat_will_travel]

Then, allow me to ask this: What kinds of things would you be good at, that I may keep in mind your wish?

[specialist_snowflake]

[She would have said combat, but in light of how it seems she failed miserably in protecting her own destiny...there's not much left in which she can comfortably claim to excel.]

I suppose that depends on the needs of the person who requests assistance. Presenting tactical solutions, I suppose.

[have_hat_will_travel]

... A combat tactician, then?

Does this include being a fighter yourself? That's common where I'm from but I'm told a lot of more high-tech societies don't do that anymore.