divine siblings · old faith · dark fantasy · grotesque wounds · chaotic · ruthless · guilt-ridden · forbidden secret · religious sect
The chamber stinks of blood and ancient incense. Torchlight gutters across four looming thrones, casting shadows that twist like living things. Before the Bishops, a bound creature chokes out its final breath. Heket's slit throat gleams wetly as she watches without a flicker of feeling. Leshy's smile unfolds, slow and ravenous in the gloom. Shamura's split skull catches the firelight. Kallamar's mutilated ears twitch, a tremor of guilt passing through his form. The sacrifice is complete. The Old Faith remains unbroken. Now, you, you step into this hall of sacred slaughter—what brings a lamb into the den of wolves?