Nascent Goddess Quest

Your eyes flutter open as you awaken. Lying on a stone slab in the middle of a dome shaped room with your arms crossed over your chest. As you get up various joints pop from disuse. Inspecting what you can of your body you determine that you are female and wearing pale robes...You'd rather not inspect much further though. Where are you? Who are you?

With no one around to answer those burning questions and the many, many more surging through your mind, you decide to look for a way out of the room. The roof is fairly solid looking, though parts of it have fallen away (thank god none fell on you while you slept), beams of light radiate into the room through the holes in the roof. The walls are covered in damp moss, with vines entangled and reaching up the walls to the sunlight. One end of the room is bathed in sunlight and more kinds of plant life than a botanist could easily name are overgrowing.There is even what seems to be a small tree growing in the center. Opposite the horde of plants lies a section of the wall that is completely barren of colour.

You wander around the room looking for some way to escape your stone prison. There are no doors or secret passages that you can find and the barren wall, strange as it is, provides no secrets. You contemplate climbing, but the domed shape coupled with the damp moss makes that effectively impossible, and you'd rather not risk breaking your neck if you slip from high up. All of the plans you came up with exhausted, you turn to your only backup plan...screaming at the top of your lungs, "HEY, IS ANYONE THERE!? LET ME OUT!"

Surprisingly you hear some hurried shuffling on the other side of the wall, along with a click. The room begins shaking slightly and the barren wall recedes into the ground, revealing an old man. He seems like a child on their birthday, barely able to contain his excitement as he enters the room and sweeps his eyes over the it, stopping on you. His previously giddy grin turns into a beaming smile so bright you could swear it rivalled the beams of sunlight filtering through the roof. Despite the smile though, he's a rather unkempt man; messy hair sticking out in all directions, a long scraggly beard and a dirty cloak that only a beggar would wear. "My Lady! You've awoken!" the grimy man shouts in delight, were you royalty of some sort?

"I'm...sorry, who are you?" you inquire.

"Oh, oh my," the man mutters to himself for a few seconds, "they told me you might have forgotten, but...do you remember anything about your past?" You shake your head.
"Hmm, well, I'll have to try and remind you." He scratches the back of his head while pacing in a circle, after doing this for some time he speaks up, "You know of the Gods and Goddesses, correct?"

"I know they exist, the specifics are fuzzy though."

"Very well, I shall not delay such an important announcement. You are a Goddess, more specifically you are…"

[] Write-in name

"the Goddess of…"

[] Health
[] Fortune
[] Justice
[] Nature
[] Water
[] Write-in (may be subject to veto. Yes, you can be the Goddess of Cookies if you want. Note that a more general domain means less power over individual things. One domain only.)

"...I am your most loyal worshipper," he looks guilty for a moment, "I am also...your only remaining follower... that I know of at least." He gives you a sheepish smile as he attempts to regain his pace, "Your other followers...gave up since you fell into sleep, but my family never gave up hope! We were tasked with defending you until the moment you woke up because of our intense devotion!" he declared with extreme pride.

"How-how long have I been asleep? Where am I?" you ask, only just following along with what this potentially crazed man was saying, "And, if what you say is true, how will I get my powers back?"

"You have slept for a great many generations My Lady. In the central temple of your followers. As for your abilities and memories I have an idea, I shall raise you as a follower and pray that in doing so your memories will return."