Blessings and thanks be upon you, Daeva!

In my dream, I walked among the elegant spires and twisted battlements of the Reian capitol.

I cannot recall having been to Kamar, but as I wandered the city, I felt the certainty and ease of one ambling the well-known streets of home.

The beautiful Reians greeted me as their equal, calling me by a name not my own but intimately familiar all the same.

When I woke, this body was foreign to me. I cannot bear this false life any longer, Daeva, you must help me!