PLAYER PLOT | Forgetti Catchall, now in the right comm

[wythersake]

WHO: Ennaris Tavane, Julius, Bastien, Viktor, Clarisse La Rue + OTA
WHAT: Strangers arrive at the Gallows.
WHEN: A week in Haring.
WHERE: The Gallows / elsewhere
NOTES: Check out this OOC Post for details.

This is a catchall post for threads with or about the forgotten characters plot. Feel free to thread about it elsewhere as well!

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[laruetheday]

Clarisse stops right there on the stairs and opens her bag. The little figurine is in there, small enough to be portable and so she's been hauling it around since Satinalia. She's glad that although she intended to put it somewhere near her bed, on her dresser maybe, she hasn't done that yet. Lucky.

She rests the griffon in the palm of her hand and lifts it up to Astrid's eyeline.

"Look familiar?" She doesn't expect Astrid to recognize the specific figurine Clarisse is holding, but maybe she'll recognize the style. After all, she carved it.

[brennvin]

This is the annoying thing: she did, and it does.

Astrid leans in and picks up the griffon, rolling it between her hands. She can’t clearly remember making it, but it is in her style: a little lumpy and misshapen, not a work by a master craftswoman or someone who would sell these professionally, just a hobbyist; it has those stupid wings which caused such a headache, but the expression on the face has got some nice playful mischief which perfectly encapsulates

(Blunder Supreme)

this particular griffon’s mercurial personality. Although when she tries, she can’t remember her having a particular rider these days. And when Astrid tilts it upside down at a particular angle, she can see the innocuous little triangle etched on the bottom of its heel:
⧋

She holds it out for Clarisse in turn to see. “This is my signature,” she says, a little lost.

[laruetheday]

"But you can't remember making it." It's half-question, half-statement.

The signature is pretty solid evidence, but not foolproof. Someone else could have faked that. Clarisse herself could have done it. She's used to Riftwatch members seeing something they can't easily explain away and doing just that, even if the explanation doesn't make logical sense. Like Abby shrugging off the fact that without Clarisse around that means she and Ellie would have been willingly sharing a tent, or Benedict looking down at her name in the griffon keeper's office and assuming she must have faked it.

She isn't expecting Astrid to snap out of it just like that—it's promising that she seems uncomfortable, confused. That's more than she's gotten from anyone else so far. But Clarisse won't be holding her breath about it. She holds her hand out for the carving.

[brennvin]

“But I can’t remember making it,” Astrid confirms.

There’s a moment where, irrationally, she closes her hand around the figurine and doesn’t want to give it up. Her brain might not remember the carving but it physically feels comfortable in her hand, well-worn and familiar, as if she has held and handled it many times over. Muscle memory.

But in the end, she opens her fingers and passes it back to Clarisse, letting it go.

Smart enough people might work themselves into convoluted knots to force reality to make sense with what they know, not being able to accept it, needing to justify it. But Astrid sees the disjoint, and just runs into that brick wall of confusion, not sure what to do with the knowledge. “I’m sorry,” she says again, offering feebly, “Hopefully, like… the folks over in Research might be able to find out what’s going on?”