I'm sorry, I don't know the particulars. He may have been trying to use us as resources... or something like that. Our memories at the time could be used as a temporary cure for the Blight. We'd use them to unfreeze little bits of the island.

[ Hell if she knows how all that worked. She's usually the one asking questions about inexplicable magic phenomena, not answering them.

She looks up as another commotion seems to approach from down the road. A closer look shows that it's law enforcement (legionnaires??) coming in at a charge, called over by the very alarmed proprietor of the restaurant they're fighting in front of. ]