Past Mementos

Past Mementos is a quest in .
==Steps==
# Go home with Kaveh
==Dialogue==
;(Enter Alhaitham's Home)
: Kaveh: Alhaitham isn't in, so feel free to sit wherever. I'll bring out the box.
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: Kaveh: *sigh*
: What's wrong?
: Kaveh: Oh, nothing. I just didn't realize how much time had passed. The box is pretty dusty, which means it's already been a while since I've moved into this place... and many years since my mother moved to Fontaine.
: Kaveh: I'm happy for her. I hope she'll be able to find happiness there. She raised me all by herself after my father passed away. It definitely wasn't easy for her.
: Kaveh: Anyway, enough about that, let's see what I packed into this box. Uh, what are all these things...
:;(An image of a building appears)
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: Is that a... drawing?
: Kaveh: Oh, I remember now. This is a drawing I made in Port Ormos.
: Kaveh: Obviously, I wouldn't call it anything special now, but I was less than five years old when I made this drawing. That's more than twenty years ago... Heh, you could say it's pretty good for a child of that age.
: Kaveh: Hmm, now that I've said that out loud, I suppose I do have some level of artistic talent, right?
: Why do you say that?
: You don't sound as confident as you used to be.
: Kaveh: Criticism and self-doubt have always been a part of the artistic process. Without criticism, there can be no improvement. It's normal for me to question my abilities from time to time.
: Kaveh: I admit that I may have spent a little too long questioning myself this time around, but as you know, the heart tends to dwell on whatever it pleases...
: Kaveh: *sigh* Anyway, never mind... The more I talk about it, the less confident I feel. Let's see what else we have in the box.
: Kaveh: Ah, my building blocks... it's been years since I've last seen these. When I was a kid, I used to stack them super high, and could even stabilize the tower to keep it from tumbling over.
: Kaveh: Oh, and this blueprint... Haha, I made it by copying my mother's sketch, and the aspect ratio was horrendous. It's still technically the first blueprint I made myself, though.
: Kaveh: I was super proud of myself when I finished it, and put it in the same pile as my mother's sketches, hoping she'd notice and compliment me for my good work.
: Kaveh: Unfortunately, my mother didn't realize that I had put it there. When she had a meeting with a client the next day, she handed my blueprint to him by mistake. The client was completely confused by this "new" blueprint, but apparently he felt too tongue-tied to question such a famous architect.
: Kaveh: It was only a few days later that he finally gathered up the courage to pay my mother a visit. He asked, "the door in this blueprint is even taller than the roof... Is this supposed to be part of the design?"
: And what happened after that?
: Kaveh: My mother took me with her to personally apologize to the client several times.
: Kaveh: She didn't scold me about it in private, though. Instead, she went over all the steps required to draw a good blueprint, and was very patient throughout the whole process. I still remember it like it was yesterday.
: Kaveh: Hmm... let's see, is there anything else left in this box? ...Huh, what was this again?
:;(A book appears)
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: A notebook with a lock?
: Kaveh: Ah, this is my mother's notebook. She used to write and sketch in it all the time.
: Kaveh: When I was a child, I used to be super fascinated by this notebook, and always pestered my mother to let me read it. After asking her a few times, she told me that I could read it as long as I could guess the password.
: Kaveh: Huh, wonder why she didn't take this notebook with her... Did she leave it to me on purpose?
: You could open it and take a look.
: Kaveh: Hah, if only I could... I never managed to guess the password.
: Even after all those years?
: Kaveh: Hey, it's not a matter of time, it's a matter of inspiration! That's what we need to guess the password.
: Kaveh: Who knows, maybe this time, something will click in my head, and the answer will just present itself. Let me think, hmm... what could it be...?
: Your name?
: Your birthday?
: Kaveh: Haha, I could tell what you were thinking. Don't worry, I tried all the easy guesses a long time ago.
: Kaveh: I've tried my name, my father's name, my mother's name, my grandparents' names on both sides, and all of our birthdays... I've tried every name and number remotely related to my family.
: Kaveh: I've even tried stuff like "LOVEYOUKAVEH," "TAKECARE," and "YOURSTRULY." I've tried every cheesy phrase and well wish in the book, but this lock has refused to budge.
: Kaveh: I wouldn't try that route again... I have a hunch that it won't be that simple. Also, if she really did use something like that, she'd never hear the end of it from the folks over at Haravatat if they ever found out.
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:;(+1 Heart)
:: Kaveh: So we could find someone who was close to my mother, and see if they might know anything? Hmm, I see what you're saying... But who should we talk to for that?
:: Kaveh: My mother was never really the one to be social. My father was the one with more friends, but all of those connections were severed when he died.
:: Kaveh: Let me think... Is there still someone at the Akademiya who would know my mother... Ah, actually, there is someone. Professor Zaha Hadi.
:: Who is that?
:;(+1 Heart)
:: Kaveh: Huh, you've really never heard of her? She's a famous Kshahrewar scholar, and leading expert in formal garden design. My mother studied under her as a student many years ago.
:: Kaveh: Professor Zaha Hadi published many works during her career, so I was also able to learn a lot by studying her essays. If there's anyone who still remembers my mom, it'd be her.
:: Kaveh: She's older now and is no longer teaching at the Akademiya. If I remember correctly, she spends most of her time around the Bimarstan area.
:: Kaveh: Let's go take a look. We might run into her if we're lucky.
:;(Go to Wondrous Times)
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:: Kaveh: ...Yeah, you're right. Although I was hoping to find some words of wisdom from my mother, if I stop and think about it, her words may not be the advice that I need to hear right at this moment.
:: Kaveh: Everyone's life journey is different. Traveler, you've visited many lands and met many people, so I'm sure you've run into situations where some advice wasn't exactly suitable for the situation at hand.
:: Kaveh: Ah, I just got an idea, though. If I want to rekindle the creative passion that I had before, instead of trying to unlock an old notebook, why don't I take a walk around the parts of town that had changed my life?
:: Kaveh: What do you think?
:: Sounds good to me.
:: Kaveh: I'm glad you agree. Then let's start by taking a quick stroll around the Akademiya.
:;(Go to The First Ideal)
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==Change History==
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