you were a very fateful patron of goddess of hedonism, Yrdina. Pledging and vowing your loyalty and honour to her. While the regular altar visits didn't grant immediate riches, it did grant you comfort and pleasure, knowing that at least someone understands your struggles and worries like no one else. One day, as you were visiting her altar, she finally showed her physical presence to you, all round and plump, sitting near the fountain, waiting for you to approach her. As you sit next to her, she speaks.

Well, my dear patron, you serve me well, I shall grant you one thing that you want in such troublesome times. What will it be?

Yrdina gave you one wish to realise.

How will you word your wants and needs? Only your tongue can speak.