The man stood up straight infront of her. "Yes. A new life, a new name. No recollection of the past and no need to remember."
Mercina squinted her eyes. "Enough. I know. I've come seeking the wearabouts of the last archanic battle artifact. Not why I can't remember anything."
The man's eyes widened a bit. "Why have you come seeking the location of an item you should not even know exists?"
"I read. Isn't that my job as Grand Scribe? Read any books I find and write as many books I can?"
"You should not have been able to find the book containing that information! How long have you used the name Mercina?!"
"Near 700 years."
The man was taken aback a bit and then squinted his eyes at her. "Why have you lived in this life so long?"
Mercina grinned. "Should I not live this long? Don't most cast the spell around 200 or 400?"
The man then glared. "How'd you find out?"
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