Mystical, senile, inert.

Location: Only Temple of Tepititan.

Character: Sheroesha is said to have been chosen as the Speaker of the Sun in her late twenties a few short months after her marriage. Legend has it that the previous Speaker of the Sun, dying, told Sheroesha to ascend Tepititan's Mountain and not to return until she had discoursed with Ararametepititan. That night, a rumbling could be heard from the Mountain, and the old Speaker of the Sun passed away. The next morning, when Sheroesha returned to the village, her eyes were the telltale clouded white of a Speaker, and she would not respond to her friends or family. During her induction ceremony Sheroesha's husband, cursing Ararametepititan for taking his wife from him, threw himself off the Cliffs. Since then, she has been Speaker of the Sun: a monolithic, static presence who is cared for by various villagers and occasionally serves as the mouthpiece for Ararametepititan. Most people regard her with a sense of awe.

Description: Sheroesha, an ancient, frail woman, is sitting cross-legged on the temple ground. An intricately embroidered robe made of some animal's skin is draped about her angular, decrepit form. Toothlessness has lent her mouth a sunken quality, and her wrinkled, creased skin is pulled taut over her skull. A few wisps of white hair still cling to her crown, and atop a sharp, avian nose perches two large, unseeing, milkily clouded eyes. A subtle aura seems to emanate from her; it makes your hair stand on end.

"Ararametepititan has decreed it; it shall be so."
"The Sons' battle is eternal; as long as there is existence there will be conflict."
"I perceive the determination of Tepititan in you; your will is strong."
"The body is an absurd vessel for the immortal soul."
"The Island of Tep is a grain of sand within a grain of sand, but the Sons are petty."

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