Larksong Grotto O lei, o lai, o lei, o lord,

Was her name strange? Suppose to these lands they were, but her homeland was normal. If she remembered what her mother told her, the name Célnes in particular meant 'cool,' or 'a breeze.' All names in Kingslend had an eventual meaning, but none cared too much. The woman, who was like a sylph in the wind, remember because her mother often said she was akin to one, someone who followed the breeze, and wisped through the land in an ease. 

She wondered if that's true, "Is it? I suppose it is for the natives here. Many simply call me Cel." she smiled with a chuckle.

"Thank you, but I must refrain." At the moment the only physician she trusted was her own sister, but knew eventually the Déorwine woman should find a one with more experience. She didn't trust random seeds- even though poppies were quite common, they did have addictive qualities.