[Ah! The Potions Master. Now that she looked more closely she could see some faint resemblances here and there, but she never would have guessed had she not been told. She nodded her head at the advice, tucking it away to give to anyone else she might encounter.

Now that she knew who it was, and that he had maintained his mind, Meulin knew she had no need to fear. In fact she looked at Rhys with a small degree of awe, committing this image of him in this posture to put to paint some other day.]

There were a couple others that looked like you. Not as big but [And she indicated the top of her head to refer to his horns] and the gray skin. Um. A lot of people look the same but seem to have furgotten their mewmories.