You enter the temple, your shoes clicking on the tile floor with each step. You navigate this space intuitively, you know it like the back of your hand. You make your way swiftly to the altar room, as your servant, Kellen, cleans it. As soon as you enter the room, he stops cleaning, approaching you and bowing.

"Welcome home, master." He says. His arms are bleeding, a few cuts visible on his hands. "Your altar is clean, it should be ready for tonight's sacrifice."