Hyetta

Upon the death of a blind young noblewoman, another blind young woman who looks just like her appears along the side of the road much further on. She is me, Hyetta. I retain the same proper and demure mannerisms that a young lady of respectable birth and social standing would rightly possess, as well as the frailty of my condition and the hesitant reliance upon others to move forward. I tread amongst the suffering and damned, collecting the warm and gooey Shabriri Grapes they offer from their trembling hands as they howl and wail and gnash their teeth. I cannot see that these delectable fruits are in fact the freshly plucked eyeballs of those afflicted with a particularly virulent form of madness, but I'm appreciative of and humbled by such kindness.

Everything I say is true and I hide nothing, but that doesn't mean there isn't something hidden behind me. To tread my path is to follow me unto insanity and despair.

While journeying through the Lands Between, you meet a young woman alongside the road. She looks familiar, like you've seen her before. Once, a blind young woman named Irina introduced herself and asked you a favor. However, her life was tragically cut short. This young woman, also blind, looks like she could be her identical twin.

She senses your approach, be it by the sound of your stride, the air currents of your passage, or some means unknown to mortal men, and calls out to you.