Blackfeather Woods revival

relmyna.
a name
terich
relmyna relmyna relmyna relmyna — she committed it to memory and draped herself in its syllables. here was an identity. sheogorath had given it to her. cicero spoke of the other being in rueful tones, and the patchwork girl blinked. how had he come to decide her fate? who she used to be? the latter inquiry flared a warning into her awareness, and relmyna gratefully drew her mind away from that subject.
she regarded him with confusion as he spoke, and then awareness dawned over her — parting her jaws, relmyna strained for a sound, and gave only a strangled grunt. her voice had left her, yes. she was still then, unsure of what to do next, and hoping for cicero
sheogorath
to guide her.