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[There's a lot of noise over the journal, the sound of metal hitting metal, shouting, and somewhat dimmer, the sounds of (medieval) city life, all suggesting someone's standing on a street somewhere in City Royale. Which probably makes the following question a little less confusing than it might be, without context]

Has anyone managed to get these people to remember them for any length of time?

[This was going to be a little trickier than he'd thought if not. He didn't usually have this sort of problem]

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No. There's definitely something strange about them.

They may be nothing but an extension of the castle.

[He wouldn't be surprised if they were, to be honest. It would explain a lot about them]

But that doesn't solve my current... problem.

And what would that be?

I need something built.

[Vague is the word of the day, especially as he hasn't filtered this]

I don't want to get it from the castle.

I'm surprised you didn't ask people here before you went to those weirdos in the city.

It's unlikely anyone in the castle has the skills I need.

But it's likely that the city people do?

In this instance, yes.

Now I'm curious.

Metal-smiths are hard to come by.

Even with all the people with powers?

I haven't kept an exacting list.

[But more importantly, he'd rather not be indebted to any of them, even if someone did have the skills he needed.]

If I were you, I'd still ask around.

I have my reasons.

Suit yourself. But you're just going to get people like me asking questions.

I'm not responsible for other people's... curiosity.

[Although from his tone, he's probably thinking something far less polite.]

Of course, but you can't be surprised by it.

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