Cult Of The Lambdata Edycji: 23-01-2023, 21:27p... -

As the Lamb walked away, the bell atop the temple tolled—not for a wedding, and not for a feast. It tolled for the hunt. Eligos looked at his hands and realized he wasn't a follower anymore. He was a resource.

Deep in the woods of Darkwood, a young follower named Eligos watched from the treeline. He remembered the Lamb as the one who saved him from the sacrificial pyre of Leshy. He had loved the Lamb for their mercy. But lately, the mercy had been replaced by a cold, calculating efficiency. The "Sacrifice of the Flesh" was no longer a whispered myth; it was a weekly occurrence. Cult of the LambData edycji: 23-01-2023, 21:27P...

The Lamb leaned in, the scent of wild grass and old blood clinging to them. "Then you shall serve the cult in the soil, feeding the pumpkins that sustain us. Nothing is wasted. Everything is for the One Who Waits." As the Lamb walked away, the bell atop

Before them knelt Ratau, no longer the mentor, but a vessel of trembling devotion. He was a resource

"And if I do not return, Great Leader?" Eligos asked, his voice shaking.