She smiled warmly. "I am Zanhya, the shaman of the Amariens. We have helped you recover. You are now in our village, nestled in the heart of the Lunar Forest. We have lived here for generations, in harmony with nature and the spirits. In the name of the Moon Goddess, we welcome you."
Eden looked at her, intrigued. "You know my language?"
Zanhya laughed softly. "Oh, I do much more than that, my child. Your presence here is no accident."
"Thank you for your hospitality, Zanhya," Eden replied, still a bit bewildered. "So, what exactly are you? And where is this Lunar Forest? Is it outside the wall?"
Zanhya tilted her head, an enigmatic smile on her lips. "Are you sure we speak the same language? I have already answered some of those questions."
"Yes, but where is the Lunar Forest? Is it outside the wall? And what is a *shaman*?"
"I see you have many questions, young woman. We should talk in a more private place."
