Friends? Though Kevkas had acquainted himself with many people throughout his life none of them could really be considered as close as she implied. He had traveled solo for a good portion of his life, and he remembered faces well. None of these four were familiar except maybe the dwarf. Kevkas seemed to recall him being a regular in the tavern. Reluctantly he started to realize that this was a problem that would have no answers if he were to remain in his preferred solitude. Moving his hood to show a bit more of his face, the mix of human and elf that it was, he proceeded to the table where his "friends" seemed to be convening.<br/><br/>"Well lads, it's clear that whatever relation we have with each other is related to this memory loss." He spoke plainly, not one to mince words. "How about we pool together what we all know and try to figure this out?" The other hooded man asked about a map of the area, and Kevkas quickly tried to ease his worry by telling him that his memory of the area was still strong as he had hunted and trapped around the forests for many years. Kevkas sat down with elbows bent on the table and began speaking quieter once he was sure he had everyone's attention. "Now, last thing I remember was laying my head down for rest after a poor hunt. Was a full moon that night, near the end a' spring. Good start would be to find out if we lost our memories around the same time I think." He ended whilst looking to each member of their group one by one, and waited patiently for the rest to speak up after him.