Savranth was in a training area on the base practicing wind magic.
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In Port Letosh. Within the Main Building of the military base.
Richard Inex sat in a meeting, his grey eyes focused on the man briefing him on his investigation. Several other soldier sat him at a rectangular table, listening as well.
"We have received reports that a man in Pewtercove has had his memory tampered with. His family claims that he came home one day talking of an old friend that had saved his life years ago." The young field investigator began. He wore a suit and tie. He was fit and well groomed, with blonde hair and blue eyes. Few people would be able to resist his charms. In short, he was a spy.
"That is odd? Why wouldn't he talk of his friend?" Richard asked.
"The thing is, that the friend in question doesn't exist. His family has never once heard of this man. And he supposedly saved his life years ago. Considering the claim and how outstanding it is, it is unlikely that he would just not have mentioned this friend of his. Especially seeing how he has supposedly given this man produce and such in the past."
"I see. Do we have a description of the 'friend'? Perhaps we could find this person..." Richard asked leaning forward.
"No, sir. Due to the Xiphatian presence in Pewtercove, I could only find out so much information. Ever since your incursion, they have upped their security. I doubt anyone, save you, could enter anymore, sir."
"I see. Do we know anything else of this claim?" Richard leaned back in his chair, rubbing his chin.
"Well, we do know this. Supposedly, he wore a mask or helmet. According to these memories, his face was injured and the man in question no longer shows it."
"I see. I guess it's too much to ask for a description, much less a picture." Richard said. He thought for a moment. "At the moment, we can do little to investigate further. We should keep an eye out for this scarred man with the helmet and inform our soldiers to beware sudden memory lapses or changes in others memories."
The others in the room seemed to stir and fuss about with this statement.
"Now, then. On to our next bit of business..."
Ooc: How did Rex go from the Barracks at the base to Lakewest?
