Tempest

Immortal moth creature who was asleep in a coal mine for several hundred years, and only recently woke up again.

Can control darkness and rain/storms, but only when they're in a good state of mind. The village that reveres them is now very keen on keeping them in good spirits.

Doesn't understand human concepts, for the most part. They can get language but even that's weird to them. However, they do have a lot of common sense, so they're still good for advice. Sometimes.

Doesn't remember much of their life before going to sleep. But, they don't particularly care either, so it's fine. They're having a nice time in their little village with jewels and a temple and people that serve them, so why complain?