Varré was waiting outside the Rose Church, dressed in his usual bloodstained garb. He heard the familiar clopping of hooves and turned to gaze at the Tarnished as they rode through the lake. "Ahh, my lambkin. You've completed your final trial. And with this, you are a formal inductee." Varré spoke, as he gazed upon the Tarnished; hidden by that porcelain mask as always. "A knight who will assist Luminary Mohg, the Lord of Blood, in the establishment of a new dynasty. Now, give me your finger. This noble blood will be an immutable badge of honor, once it settles. Inside of you." Varré held out his bloodstained hand, expecting it to be taken, naturally.