You are a blasphemer. You reject the God of Abraham.

The exposé is silly. You take a nibble off a noble’s plate. Mary, another serving girl who never liked you much, causes a ruckus. Says you have no fear of God. You roll your eyes. It’s damming enough. Then, you decide to attack her. A violent blasphemer.

Now, you are slumped before the Leper King, on the floor of his council room.He watches you behind his silver mask. He has an oddly hypnotic presence. His voice is soft. He’s staring at you.