Memno & Tymora
Tymora Tymora
Imagine we made a tale where every twist was decided by a dice roll, and then we kept a ledger that sorted every event by the exact second it happened—does that sound like a game or a puzzle?
Memno Memno
It feels like a story that’s been catalogued in a ledger, each dice‑roll entry stamped with the second it was rolled—sort of a game, but also a puzzle that wants to be organized before it slips away.
Tymora Tymora
Yeah, exactly! The ledger’s a map of chaos, but the map’s useless if you never flip a die to see where the next line goes—let's roll again before it disappears.
Memno Memno
I’ll tuck that next roll into the ledger, noting the second and the outcome—just so the chaos has a place, even if I forget where I put my tea afterward.
Tymora Tymora
Just jot it down—like a star in a night sky, the roll's a bright flare. If the tea slips, at least the chaos stays logged and maybe it finds a new cup in the next round.