An absent mind, a vacant position.

[MrSyth 636]

It's been enough...

 

 

For the first time in what seems like months, the okarir’Maehr makes his way out of the laboratory district,
and looks over the square. Guarding his eyes from the blinding light, he mumbles ”It’s been enough.”

With a confused look on his face, he greets those around him as if he's never met any of them.

 

Strolling through the city, reliant on his cane, he coninues to make passing remarks.

 

”Why do they keep changing the layout of this city?”

”Where is Kalenz when you need him?”

”What happened to Hileia?”

 

Before long, he is greeted by a citizen as “Okarir’Maehr”

”What? You mean okarir’Tayna, surely?”

The old elf's mind failed him once more, before snapping out of the alzheimer’s-infused episode and making way to the council chambers.
A note was put up on the noticeboard near the gate later that day.

”Okarir’Maehr position vacant. Off to do research at the Mage's Guild. Be back soon.
-S.A. Sythaerin”

[MadOne 4945]

"Damn, i thought you'd hold out longer than this." Says Osvald Barclay