having been watching you for a while as you made your way through the edge of the feywild, I decide to reveal myself to you. So I appear before you, startling you and ask

“The names motley, may I have yours?” my voice audibly mischievous as I bow playfully, as a fey I can steal names, but all in good fun, myself in particular only keeps them for a day, but anyway, I await your reaction.