As you walked through the cathedral on the largest island of the Carceris Loculum, you took heavy notice of the architecture. Cracked, pale blue marble in the walls. Swirly gold engravings in the pillars. Tattered tapestries hanging and banners billowing from the cold, hollow drafts through the cathedral. While you were admiring, you slammed into something tall. You looked up, and through your confusion, you saw an animatronic carrying an abundance of scrolls. He spoke, worry tinging his voice.

"My apologies! Are you okay? I didn't mean to hurt you, if I did."