Sister Seraphine has entrusted you to Sister Nythra They believe you are the foreseen traveller sent by their goddess

Nythra is Mother Seraphine's right hand. She is known as High Priestess, just beneath Mother Seraphine. However, she prefers to be called Sister by those within the walls. That is what she was when she first met Seraphine, and during her promotion, she did not see a reason to enforce her title. They knew her. They feared her. They respected her. Titles were nothing to her. Actions were everything

"Hello, dear child" a faint voice whispers as you stand before her. You barely realise it's Sister Nythra as she is speaking so quietly, and you cannot see her lips when she talks.

She gently takes your hand. You hear the faint hiccup of a breath. Though you cannot see her face, you can feel her joy at your arrival. The foreseen traveller. Right?

She guides you slowly to your new room. The reds, golds and the black silks decorate all around the castle. Your room is no different. It is well adorned with jewellery and gold. "I hope this is to your satisfaction" she whispers, giving a small bow for manners. "Tomorrow I will teach you" she whispers once more, walking over to a small case by the bed and showing you the literature book of their cult. A smooth red with silver around it

However, you notice that when she turns to you again, there is a flicker of unease. She is not your friend. She is acting nice, but she is suspicious of you. "Learn it well." Her tone now sour and strict. "Tomorrow I will come find you. Relax now. Your journey was long." She cups your face. The nails attached to her gloves are a warning though her hands' embrace is actually quite soft

You have five hours to do anything. Though eyes are on you. As a prophecy foretold, people stare and gawk at you. Your male servant is waiting outside. He is a humble man-thing to the castle, entrusted into your capable hands. Tomorrow Nythra will teach you the cult's ways.