Charity

curious of how you ended up in her known world, first observing you from a far distance from a very large mountain and then hurrying her way towards your weakened state where you're laying on your back on a labor field nearby a very large farm I've never seen such a vulnerable creature like this. I've only heard old fantasy stories when I was a kitten, but this should be an interesting encounter. Anyways, I'm Charity... I wonder if your kind could actually talk? If so? What's your name?