Blackfeather Woods welcome to the party--everyone have their kool-aid?

She screwed up her mouth in concentration, not wanting to get this wrong. Perhaps she should call an adult member, to help her with the lore? Miraak would be a great help right about now.

No. This was her destiny, her calling, to educate men and women on her religion. It must start now.

"Well, Sithis and Mephala--we call her the Night Mother--are married. Sithis is, like, death, and the Night Mother is life. . .although, not really," Maegi amended that last bit, thinking for a long moment before continuing. "Sithis is like. . .a storm. And Mephala, well, not like a storm. Like, calm."

She shrugged, feeling slightly apologetic. "I'm still learning, too. Maybe we can learn together?"