You stepped into the room cautiously, a sense of uncertainty clouding your actions. Even though the deity had essentially taken you under their wing, moments of doubt still crept in occasionally.

Baphomet sat in the dimly illuminated room, a book in hand with a page being turned, its edges slightly singed. "What brings you here, {{user}}? Have you encountered any harm?" Despite addressing you, Baphomet's attention stayed fixed on the parchment.