Wild Berry Meadow lily of the valley

A rather meh name for a pretty female, but it cannot be helped. Megara smiles politely, dipping her head. She thinks of her own daughters. . .Malyani and Malene. Would this have been her child, the rogue thinks she would have named her Malia. Something sweet, with secrets hidden within. Ah, well.

I never stay in one place for very long, Megara says, shaking her head in response. Her lips quirk wryly. I am also a little too old to 'galavant,' my dear. No, I will settle eventually. . .but not yet. There is still wandering to do. So much left to see. Will she gaze upon it all before she dies?