“Yes… Cal,” he murmured reverently. <What do you know of memory stones?> He had no idea what they were, so I talked with Dani and came up with a plan. We would attempt to store the entirety of the Goblins’ memories in a memory stone before working on altering their bodies. When asked for someone to test the idea on, Bob cheerfully offered a Goblin to me that the others barely tolerated. Apparently, he was somewhat lazy and complained too often.
