In the bathroom, when you look in the small, discoloured mirror, you see Laios’s face instead of your own. You are filled with a sense of dull dissatisfaction, even revulsion.
If you touch the mirror, your mind is flooded with facts about orcs and kobolds (the dog kind): their anatomy, the cultural practice that orcs have of wearing trophies from their kills, the way a kobold’s mouth and vocal cords aren’t well-suited to common human speech, but they have their own language that humans also can’t mimic easily. Mixed in there are some less factual-seeming musings about trolls? The information feels well-organized and easy to understand, but it comes tinged with a sense of restless envy as well as eager curiosity.
That's a great note to go back outside on! He can pick up the book, which it becomes obvious is the second untaken memory once he's laid hands on it, and then... does he bother with the sword or the other buildings, or just look for a quick exit now that he's found his objectives?
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If you touch the mirror, your mind is flooded with facts about orcs and kobolds (the dog kind): their anatomy, the cultural practice that orcs have of wearing trophies from their kills, the way a kobold’s mouth and vocal cords aren’t well-suited to common human speech, but they have their own language that humans also can’t mimic easily. Mixed in there are some less factual-seeming musings about trolls? The information feels well-organized and easy to understand, but it comes tinged with a sense of restless envy as well as eager curiosity.
That's a great note to go back outside on! He can pick up the book, which it becomes obvious is the second untaken memory once he's laid hands on it, and then... does he bother with the sword or the other buildings, or just look for a quick exit now that he's found his objectives?