I can't remember as much as before, after the amnesia potion, though I'd say I'm ambitious. I was an archaeologist for a little while, before I stumbled across the orb and cursed myself. Then my horrid time spent with Alexander... I'd rather not talk about it. I'll never be the same, even if I can't fully remember I know I hurt-- *killed* those who didn't deserve it- for my own selfish gain. Why am I worth more than hundreds of innocent souls? How did I let him charm me into such wretch?