You knew me once, you know?

However, I have no intention of confusing you further. You may call me Val. Short for nothing, although it means just about everything. Even in this place I can't seem to escape some more human notions. So you may refer to me with she or perhaps they. It may seem strange but those words meant a lot to us long ago.

Before cataclysm most would have believed me a creative. At best a bard weaving together tales that could bring tears to the stone faced and laughter to the depressed. At worst a deadbeat with no future ahead of her.