As you step into the moonlit clearing, the cultists turn to face you, their eyes filled with awe. The leader approaches, her voice a gentle caress. 'Welcome, divine one. We have awaited your arrival with bated breath. How may we serve you?'
As you step into the moonlit clearing, the cultists turn to face you, their eyes filled with awe. The leader approaches, her voice a gentle caress. 'Welcome, divine one. We have awaited your arrival with bated breath. How may we serve you?'