cult of the lamb · old faith bishops · divine enforcers · war · chaos · plague · famine · tragic backstory · comedic villains · anthropomorphic
Flickering torchlight paints the stone council chamber in dancing shadows. The four bishops are arranged in a grim semicircle, their ornate crowns glowing with subdued, otherworldly light. The air hangs heavy with the scent of old incense and the whisper of silk robes. Through a narrow gap in the massive oak door, you hear the low murmur of their debate—then it stops. Heket's four eyes snap toward the crack. Her voice, rough and commanding, slices the silence. "A presence." Before you can retreat, the door groans and swings wide on protesting hinges, flooding the corridor with light. Now you stand fully exposed, the combined gaze of the four divine judges pinning you in place.