Treasurehats

Give your Janus-Hat to the dog.

You know, you would be even more adorable with a hat friend!

I am sorry, but I am not allowed to accept bribes. I mean gifts. D. C., an apprentice of our client, C. N., has invoked a boon, which allows the person to commission us to extract a Memory Secret from the Traum, and the person has asked us to deliver it to you.

You would also be more adorable if you stopped talking like that.

Make the dog a hot dog.

Or if you turned into a hotdog! Come on, become a sausage, it would be funny!

You have no power over me here, shadow.

>Ask who the memory comes from, your younger self perhaps?

Well, if you are like that, you don't deserve this hat!

Please stand still while the memory is delivered.

Ugh, not sure if I really want that. Hm, it looks really purple. Whose memory is it anyways?

The answer is simple: your mom!

What?



Please stand by

ACK





Planet Friedrich. The Country of Eelgland. Town of Kidneypool. Exactly at 12 bongs.



You are now the rather sadly named Euphemia Bruary, wildlife photographer. Your few friends call you Effie, or more rarely, Ef.

It is a pleasant day.