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Merrin Herid: As Written by the Archimedean-Lorist Jivan (with her mind and biases intact.)

[I’m sending this through the rails in the vain hope that it shall be found by the right people. That this little one’s name may be held and honored within the Tenno Archives is my ultimate goal. She deserves to be remembered.]

Name: Merrin Herid

Age: 7-10

Birthday: Third Day of Nitokh’s Month, [January 3rd.]

Merrin Herid is the youngest confirmed survivor of the Zariman incident, being recovered from the ship at the age of seven, also the last to be recovered as a result of her exile at the hands of her older peers. Sustained fatal injuries at the hand of a Void angel, only surviving by accepting the Man in the Wall’s hand in the final moments of her life. She is small for her age, generally reclusive and has a tendency to mask her shyness with aggression or aloofness. Hers is a thick shell, but will tell you anything if you can break through and gain her trust, her mind is a remarkably dark place for one so young. Jaded as I am… She has made me weep.

-Her favorite people in the universe are the Archimedean Margulis, Adis Truth-Bloom, The Mimic ‘Chakka’-

For the sake of time I shall abridge her service history and save my thoughts regarding her for the end of this communique.

Generally unremarkable service until the Grineer Rebellion of Hellas

Selected personally by the Lord Ballas to dispatch the Grineer young, which she carried out without question, leading to her being granted the Honoria of ‘Butcher’*

Tormented frequently with night terrors and visions of the Man in the Wall. As a result of the mounting stress caused by her actions beneath the Martian surface, ultimately leading to the blinding of the Archimedean Margulis

Ultimately shipped to Tauron academy with two other Tenno as part of the Orokin-Sentient Treaty. This is where I first became acquainted with her... and found her rather sullen and like the sort I would throw from a rather tall building.

Became fast friends with Adis Truth-Bloom as a result of their similar ages. Their frequent bouts led to the death of her Excalibur*. A replacement (Trinity Prime belonging to the late Tas Tepla) was sourced from the corpses of the Prime Vanguard, the rest were given their rites and buried in accordance to Grineer Tradition.

As a result of her continued night terrors (and recently discovered stress related internal injuries) she fled to the surface of Perita in order to escape the overbearing Orokin and extreme hostility that Nitokh’s ward has brought.

According to her own word, she accidentally initiated partial Transference with Adis, granting her some level of energy compatibility with the Sentient and the ability to breathe the generally poisonous air of Perita. I must admit myself jealous of this.

Finds and is later adopted by a lone juvenile Sentient Mimic during one of her first visits to the Sentient holy place of Tokh-amn. She later initiates full Transference with this Mimic leading it to assume her appearance. The two remind me very much of sisters with their mannerisms.

Her service during the Anarch Rebellion is unknown. I was wrapped up in my infirmary for much of it and she did her damnedest to stay on the surface. But it is known she and Adis Truth-Bloom came to blows near the end as a result of their shared deception by the Archimedean Margulis. I have nothing to say regarding my part in that occurrence, I am as guilty as the rest of them.

Her survival is unknown, her location is unknown. In all my searching of Fornax, I’ve not been able to scrounge neither hide nor hair nor scrap of energy. I fear she may truly be dead.

I know, Natah, that I am jaded with age and distance, that my remembrance of the past may not truly be as it happened… But that Tenno was my friend, wrapped tight in walls built by necessity and fear. I still remember how she smiled on her birthday, the way she clung to that damned floof, the way she hugged Margulis after finishing her cake. She was prickly, she was blunt, she was evasive, and she was too straightforward for her own good. She was a bundle of contradictions, a bundle of contradictions I had the honor of befriending, which is why I refuse to give up the search for her.

It Kills me, Natah, to know there are likely none alive now who truly knew her, not even the Hunra.

I miss her, I miss you, I miss all of you I left behind.

*Note: I found an Ascaris device within her Excalibur upon its dissection. I am of the belief that it was not by her own hand that she slew those children.