Swiftcurrent Creek when you’re down, when you fall

The noise made him jump, as all noises did lately. But rather than being filled with fear there is hope. Alarian was the only one who truly knew him, so it must be him! But of course it wasn't. Just a small child just like him. Would he mistake every child he met as his guardian, he wondered? He'd done the same with the Neverwinter boy.

Everyone has been saying that lately and I don't know why. It was just plain weird. How did everyone know who he was while he knew nothing of himself? He was Phillip and he always would be Phillip. The boy that appeared from nowhere with no past. That's what he believed before, he was seriously reconsidering it now.

Who am I? He suddenly stood up and walked towards the stranger. Please, you must tell me.