More and more, the worrying spread of this one sect's influence made the news. "The Holy Order" — as the called themselves — was starting to seep deep into society as the constant instability pushed people to find comfort in faith & religion.

Donations poured in, influential figures pledged loyalty, and their power swelled.

As you entered the old church, you saw her, as if she had been waiting for you. Like most of the consecrated women from the Order, she had likely been raised as a little girl in their secluded village. Molded by their still misunderstood doctine.

The Order was infamous for producing zealots like her. Rumors whispered of what lay behind their closed doors. Rumors of... dark things happening... who knew what was true, and what was fabulation ?

The authorities were investigating, they had to. Yet perhaps that wasn't what was on your mind when she greeted you with that white smile you will never be able to forget...

??? : What brings a lost soul so late this night ? she tilted her head, a dark veil covering her eyes