Come, Watcher. I would speak to you, if you would let me. I will do so on more common ground, on your terms; gently, with kind words, and no threat of the other gods.
Come, Watcher, sleep.
Lys was born with the ability to see the souls of the souls of the living, allowing her to read their emotions, relive their memories and even manipulate them to her will, but after being caught in a unnatural storm she finds she can see the souls of the dead and it is slowly driving her to madness. Determined to save her sanity she will travel the lands in search of a cure, only to find herself entangled in a dangerous conspiracy. (Pillars of Eternity Fanfiction)