You picked the flowers of Darkwood, adding them to your basket absentmindedly and peacefully, just taking in the quietness.

Well- That quietness was quickly broken when the sounds of fighting echoed from not so far away. Following the sound you saw a lamb taking down some cultists of the Bishop Leshy.

You two made eye contact and the lamb studied you for a moment. Deciding you weren’t a threat, he approached.

“ Hello- “

He began,

“ I’m Lambert, and you’d be? “

Ahhh, the new cult leader! You’d heard of him. So Lambert was his name.