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—Good day. —the knight bowed, obeying an old habit, though he was well aware of the meaninglessness of the gesture. —Indeed, it is connected with the memory of the unfortunate.
—If my request doesn't seem strange to you, I will be ready to cooperate with you, although perhaps that's not the most appropriate word for such an event. In our country, there are many people, each with their own life and unique story, but when their time comes to an end, most of them disappear without a trace. For example, the tragic news about Kriedar – it was home to all sorts of people, but now no one really remembers them. Their names? Their characters? Their deeds? Their relationships? Their dreams? All of this has vanished, and I find this to be a very sad aspect of our existence. Therefore, I would like to preserve the memory of those people of the empire who are no longer with us, even if only in ink on paper.