Margaretha closed her eyes as she arrived in her room. A glance to her left revealed that Cecil was indeed asleep facing the wall. She approached the small table next to the window and sat on the wooden stool next to it. After a few second, Kathryne walked in, closing the door that Margaretha left open. Based on her expression, she seemed to have an idea what was going on.

"Hey, I think I know what this is about," said Kathryne as she approached Margaretha. She clutched her fur-line cloak more tightly around her as an evening breeze blew in the window, causing her hair to flutter. "This is about me heading to Al de Baran with Eremes, isn't it?"

"He mentioned that he came back from Geffen," answered Margaretha. Her expression was barely readable in the dim room, as the moonlight shining through the window failed to show her face.

"Oh, well we went to Geffen to see the headmaster!" said Kathryne, her throat dry. She felt nervous, even though she was not lying. Well, not yet. She was not even sure if she needed to.

"Headmaster?"

"The mage headmaster. I was supposed to meet him when I became a mage, but I forgot. He helped me… remember a few things."

"But what about the letter?"

"The letter?"

Kathryne had nearly forgotten about the letter she got from her parents. She glanced around at her feet and saw that the letter had fallen on the ground next to the door. She picked it up and noticed that Margaretha had fixed her gaze on it. "I didn't know you left it here…" said Margaretha.

"Yeah… I forgot to bring it."

"So what happened at Al de Baran?"

Kathryne looked down at her feet. She wondered if she should tell Margaretha about what she told Eremes. About her parents. Being the daughter of a noble family. Running away from home. Gathering her thoughts, took more than a few minutes so Kathryne was startled when Margaretha got up and approached her. She looked up to see Margaretha's face.

"Let me guess, you aren't going to tell me?" asked Margaretha. Kathryne was worried about what Margaretha would say, but she noticed, even in the dimness of the room, Margaretha's expression was that of understanding. Kathryne silently cursed herself for thinking twice about telling Margaretha. She was her friend, and there was no reason not to tell her.

"I'm sorry, I will… Let's sit for a bit shall we?"

Eremes was amused upon seeing Howard asleep on the floor as he entered his room. Seyren was next to the window, using the light of the moon to help him read the book he borrowed from Kathryne. He looked up from his book and nodded at Eremes.

"Welcome back. Howard did some heavy work so he went to sleep immediately after dinner," said Seyren. "So where did you go anyway? You were gone the whole day."

"I went with Kathryne to Al de Baran," answered Eremes. "It looked like she needed someone to go with her."

"Yes, Margaretha told us that Kathryne went to Al de Baran. I didn't know you went with her. You could've told us. We could've all gone with her."

"I don't think she would've let you," said Eremes. "I could barely convince her to let me come with her."

"Well, what did you guys do there?"

"Kathryne… I think Kathryne should be the one to tell you." Eremes yawned and added, "I'm tired, ran a long way to get back here. I'll see you in the morning." He carefully stepped over Howard's body and approached his bed. Before he sat down however, Seyren said something to him.

"You know, Margaretha was really worried about you two. Especially you."

Eremes smiled. "Remind me to thank her in the morning," he said as he pulled his blanket over his head.

"And then we decided to go to Geffen to see the headmaster," finished Kathryne. She had just recounted everything that happened in Al de Baran to Margaretha. They were both seated facing each other on Kathryne's bed.

"So you saw your parents?" asked Margaretha, looking astonished. She had listened to Kathryne's story without interrupting her. But Kathryne knew that on certain points of her story, Margaretha looked like she wanted to ask something. She was glad that Margaretha was a good listener.

"Yes, and I'm definitely a Weinder. I wasn't too sure about it before, but now I'm sure."

"And your memories…?"

"Based on what the headmaster told me, I taught at the Geffen Academy for 2 years." She smiled and added, "As a wizard."

"A wizard?" asked Margaretha. "But how is that…?"

"Yes I know it's strange but, my students knew me as a wizard. And I was apparently older back then… if the headmaster is telling the truth. And I believe he is not the type of person who would lie about that." She thought for a moment and added, "He also mentioned that I once worked for the Rekenber Corporation, to help finance the academy."

"Rekenber… somehow that sounds strangely familiar," said Margaretha. Kathryne looked surprised. She asked, "Have you heard about that Corporation before, Margaretha?"

"I have."

Kathryne and Margaretha both nearly jumped from surprised. Cecil turned to face them from her bed next to the wall. She sat up and said, "Sorry Kathryne, I heard your whole story…"

"It's not a problem, I was planning to tell everyone tomorrow," said Kathryne with a smile. "But you said you heard about Rekenber?"

Cecil nodded. "Kathryne, did the headmaster mention that you had friend with you when you worked at Rekenber?"

Kathryne's eyes grew wide. "Yes the headmaster did mention that!" She silently cursed herself for failing to ask about them. "But what does that…?"

"It has to do with everything." Cecil's expression was serious. "You know the village elder? He's my father. Adoptive father at least." Margaretha gasped but did not say anything. "He told me that four years ago, I went to work for the Rekenber Corporation. I was sending him letters every couple of weeks. A few months ago, he told me that I stopped sending him letters. Does anyone here have any memories beyond a few months ago?"

"That's a bit vague," said Kathryne. "But I honestly, I don't recall anything a few months before. I do recall memories of my parents and teaching at the academy… But not much comes from very recent memory."

"Alright, get this," Cecil clasped her hands together as she spoke. "The elder mentioned that I was working at Rekenber with 5 other friends. Namely: a knight, wizard, assassin, priestess, blacksmith and," she placed her hand on her chest, "A huntress." Cecil slowly turned her gaze twice between Margaretha and Kathryne. "Do you understand where I'm getting at?"

Kathryne folded her arms and said, "Are you implying that we are in fact those 6 adventurers?"

Cecil nodded and said, "It fits doesn't it? For whatever reason, a few months ago we went to Juno on a job for Rekenber Corp, and for some reason we disappeared until now. Upon coming back here, the elder and his assistant noted that I looked younger."

Kathryne was startled by this revelation. "The headmaster also said I looked younger!" They both turned to Margaretha. She was startled by the sudden gaze of the other two but looked thoughtful for a moment before answering, "As a matter of fact, I think the head priest back at the Sanctuary said I looked like someone he knew. I dismissed it as him mistaking me for someone else." She became surprised as the other two's expressions became disappointed.

"Can you believe this girl Kathryne?" asked Cecil. "Well I guess you were the calm sort, except towards Eremes." Both Kathryne and Margaretha became uncomfortable at the mention of Eremes's name, but Cecil did not notice and continued speaking. "Don't you have any memory problems Margaretha?"

"Well… Probably not as bad as you two… But I think…" Margaretha closed her eyes to try and recollect her memories. What did she tell Eremes before? She remembered a white light. She tried thinking harder and soon she saw the inside of the sanctuary, with its polished white stone floor and walls, stained glass windows and many pews. She saw the face of the head priest looking down on her with an affectionate smile. She could not help but smile herself at the memory. The head priest turned away from her to address to someone else… a woman. A nun. As he moved away, the light from the window shone fully upon Margaretha's face, forcing her to close her eyes.

"…I think I remember now," said Margaretha finally. The other two's faces were rapt with attention. "I think that I once lived at the Prontera Sanctuary, and that the head priest once watched over me. I don't exactly remember any details, but I think I'll go back there some time to talk with him."

"I think that's a great idea," said Kathryne with a nod. "So does this confirm your suspicions, Cecil?"

"I'm quite positive," answered Cecil. "I think at least four of us have large chunks of our memories missing."

"Four?" asked Kathryne and Margaretha in unison. Cecil nodded. "Yes, four. Howard and I knew each other for years, according to my father. And I do remember hanging out with him. …What are you two looking at?" Margaretha and Kathryne's face were mischievous. "Cut it out you two!" exclaimed Kathryne. "It isn't what you think it is!"

"Oh really?" asked Margaretha and Kathryne in unison. Cecil sighed and answered, "Yes, really, but back to the matter at hand."

"So four of us have part of our memories missing," repeated Kathryne.

"And if my hunch is right, Eremes is probably having the same problem. He probably just doesn't wanna share it with us," said Cecil, looking thoughtful. Kathryne shifted uncomfortably once more. Margaretha looked away for a moment. "And that's probably why he wants to go to Juno."

"Juno?"

"Yes, our answers lie in Juno!" exclaimed Cecil, clasping her hands once more. "Our last job was at Juno. That's where we apparently disappeared for a couple of months!"

"Juno, huh… Well, why not?" said Margaretha. "But like Seyren said, we don't have enough money to get there. We'll have to do another job along the way."

All three of them were silent for a few seconds before exclaiming in unison, "Seyren!"

"We haven't spoken with him yet!" exclaimed Cecil. "Me and Howard were supposed to go and talk with Eremes this morning, but Margaretha got him first." Cecil finally noticed that Kathryne and Margaretha both looked uncomfortable upon mentioning Eremes. "Are you two alright…? You look as though you have a…"

"W-Well, anyway, first thing we should do this morning is talk with Seyren," interrupted Kathryne. Cecil looked dumbfounded. "And it's getting late, so we should probably go to sleep."

Margaretha nodded. Cecil looked like she wanted to say something but Margaretha interrupted, saying, "I know Cecil, we're all excited about this but, we should get some rest. Seyren probably has a difficult job for us tomorrow and we should get ready." Cecil pouted but nodded. Margaretha got up from Kathryne's bed and headed to the other side of the room towards hers. Cecil turned her back to them once more and lay down, saying, "Just think about it for a while, make sure that we've hit the mark; that my suspicions aren't wrong." Kathryne nodded, but realizing Cecil's back was turned, simply said, "Of course."

As Kathryne laid her head on her pillow, she realized that she was not tired at all. It had been a very long day: seeing her parents, going to the Academy, finding out she was a teacher, and now the possibility that the six of them had known each other for much longer than they think. It seemed impossible, but at the same time most probable. She turned to face Margaretha. Margaretha's back was to her as well. Kathryne thought that maybe Margaretha was taking the time to think about this as well, but then realized that perhaps there was something else that Margaretha wanted to talk about, if not for Cecil's interruption. Knowing full well what it was, she pushed it to the back of her mind. She knew that one day, she had a lot of explaining to do to Margaretha, but for now, she just wanted to think about what Cecil had told them. Finally becoming tired, she closed her eyes and drifted off into sleep.

It was morning in Payon, and the boys' room was unusually quiet. There was a knock on the door and Margaretha's head poked in, looking around. Howard had apparently picked himself up last night, and was sleeping on his bead, legs and arms sprawled out. Eremes's bed was a large lump of blanket. Margaretha was glad that Eremes did not run off again. When she turned to check Seyren's bed however, she only saw a note. She carefully opened the door, as to not wake up the two boys, and slowly walked over to Seyren's bed to pick up the note. The note read:

Today's job details are on the table. I've gone out to do my part. See you guys at around noon.

-Seyren