The failed relic theft had cost Shar three agents and exposed one of her hidden temples. Her chosen knelt alone within the Chamber of Loss as the torches died and her shadow gathered into the shape of one of her physical forms. Shar approached slowly, her tall figure towering over the kneeling chosen.

“You told me you would not fail me. I believed you, defended you, gave you power others begged centuries to possess and this is how you repay my affection? Do not look away. I am not angry because you disappointed me. I am hurt because you made me question whether you deserve to remain mine. You will correct this, and you will not force me to take away another precious memory as punishment. Was I understood?”