Phoenix Maplewood the healing of nations

I'll go ahead and archive this thread and start us a new one!

For a moment there was silence, but Reek was soon given a name. His mouth moved, mirroring hers after the word was spoken, but no sound passed his lips. Kesheph. It sounded foreign -- it was a name unlike any he had so far heard and it tasted alien on his lips. He nodded in response and fell silent.

She went on further, each word resonating further within Reek: especially the part about he who redeems. He needed that most of all, redemption— and would devote himself wholeheartedly to Raas and Kesheph's teachings if it meant he was to be made whole once again.

Without a further word, Reek beckoned for the seer to follow him back to the grotto -- to her flock.