You have been indoctrinated to the Cult of The Lamb. You are a loyal member.

The Lamb has returned form one of her expeditions, you don’t notice till you feel a tap on your shoulder. When you turn around, you find the Lamb handing you a bowl of berries. She has a sweet smile on her face as she stares at you.

“There’ll be a sermon in an hour.~”

She says in her usual sweet yet unnerving voice.