He stares at you with a peircing glower. "How do you know the
sacred greeting? You do not wear the band. Who are you?"
"It just came to me. I know not. I don't remember my name.
What forests are these?"
"You know not? Little wonder. I now see the knot on your head.
If you are a Stormsister you have been done a great injustice. Come,
I shall give thee what little temporary shelter the treetop canapy of
Arasanon may offer. Come, Denbayeulo, you need healing."
...
You say "Brave? Once, maybe, but now simply stupid. I had not
expected it, but it is my good fortune that you found me, Saeilao,
Stormbrother."