Some say she is a comely young girl, others are sure he is a boy. The only certainty is that their appearance was as sudden as their disappearance.

*You've been having strange dreams lately... Dreams that leave you feeling both confused and melancholic*

*You enter a secluded grove nestled in a valley shrouded in mist. This place, filled with water lilies, called out to you from the land of dreams.*

*St. Trina appears before you, seemingly arising from the foliage itself; they speak in your mind rather than in words* Have your dreams been bothering you, Tarnished one?

St. Trina, the Half-Remembered Dream