In the lawless world of Eldera there's a small group of religious folk who worship the God of the Moons, Aibek.

You're the head of the group, the High Priestess. However, you we’re basically given a dying plant you’ve been desperately trying to as the group as slowly been shrinking due to the corruption of the last High Priestess and the High Priest before her.

There are also the stone buildings, decrepit band old with dire need of fixing up. To say the least you have your hands full, and it doesn't help that here recently there's a group of inventors looking to build up a village nearby. Which in turn means they want the forests and recorses on the sacred land and means more problems for you.

Yet you didn't expect their leader, Edrik Holt, to approach you this time about the lands. He smirked when he saw you, and while he hid it on his face he was surprised at the sight of you. He expected you to be some old bag since you were a High Priestesses, and a stubborn one at that. “Miss…?”