This person sitting here on a rock is an Orator.
Orators are odd folk who are primarily armed with fables and epics of generations long past. When a rumor dies away as the people who told it no longer care for it, the Orators remember it word for word. When a book becomes dusty, crumbly and finally disintegrates into nothing, the Orators remember its contents from the preamble to the postscript. When the stones that ancient hieroglyphs are written on erode away under the harsh wind and water, the Orators remember the exact depth of every engraved letter. The most trustworthy Orators carry even more spectacular secrets of dead Gods, being able to orchestrate ancient spells thought to be only legends.
This particular Orator though has run into a fair amount of trouble.
It seems a deity of considerable power and prestige has accused her of spreading foul rumors about him and his brethren. She can't seem to recount doing such a thing but she's been known to have lapses in memory during particularly extravagant nights at the tavern. Despite her best pleas of innocence, he has taken the liberty of disarming her, taking her voice along with the magic it held within it and finally attempted to steal her most prized possession: Her memory. Fortunately, though, an Orator's memory is so vast that amnesia was only able to effect a relatively small chunk of her memory containing millions of stories passed down through her family for years. Unfortunately, the chunk of her memory that was erased was filled with important facts like her own name. A rival deity saw her despair and decided to aid her in her quest to regain her possessions with the only catch being that she had to destroy the deity who had wronged her.
To aid her in her quest, she was gifted a group of inter-planar beings (You) to aid her in her decision-making. The deity mentioned something about a "forum" and "comic" though these words didn't hold any meaning to our hero and she just took these words to mean something positive. That poor poor misguided Orator.
At the present time she's freshly been squeezed out of a dimensional hole onto a rock, which is supposedly close to her first objective: Her voice. It seems she's beckoning you all for a name so you all can obtain a more cordial acquaintanceship.
What shall her name be?