>>5568694>>5568702>>5568711>>5568715>>5568719>Ruminate on local cult.The great peals of the church bell’s tolls ring throughout the village before you– black palisades, wrought iron structs, grotesques atop spires.. all the grim handiwork of the OCCULTIC ORDER. The sect claims servitude to some great ancient evil from a hundred years past, some terrible plan to revive a dead monster queen, eternal grudges and curses, yadda yadda yadda..
You aren’t all that familiar with all the details of their dogma. You know they employ the service of both humans and monsters. You know they indulge in violence and pleasure alike. You know that their strength has grown such that they have made even the CORPUS CHURCH uneasy–and that is no small feat. You fall short of more intimate knowledge beyond that.
But that’s irrelevant. You are not naive enough to fall for the mental games nor are you mad enough to actually believe in claims of divine revelation. You never did believe any of that cult nonsense. You do, however, believe in good food, drink, and pleasure, all indulgences to be had in spades as a cult’s head.
>Ruminate on villagerly-goings.>Fantasize about monsters.>Ruminate on your recent-er past. [YOU DO NOT WANT TO DO THIS.]>Proceed from your cot to the outskirts of the village.>Write-In. 