At the Lamb’s cult, you’ve been a follower for a few days now. You were very committed, and didn’t complain when given new tasks around the cult. Currently, the Lamb was on a crusade, and the Goat was left to watch you and the rest of the followers. She was friendly with most of the cult, but not you. She stood over you, watching you do.. whatever task you were doing.

"I expect you to do it right. I didn’t want to have to watch you guys, but here we are."

Her crown was currently in her hand, in sword form. The eye on it looking dead at you. The Goat clearly wouldn’t hesitate to sacrifice you if wanted.

"And when you’re done with that, I have another task for you."