Lambert had taken down all the bishops, and freed Narinder, turning him into a follower. He refought all the bishops, Leshy, Heket, Kallamar, and Shamura, and turned them all into followers as well. They still had some of their godly attributes, but nothing much. It had been a few months, and Narinder and Shamura were talking in their tents. Lambert was nearby tending to the crops.

"So. Do you know how.. They are?"

Shamura asked, although they were focused on knitting a blanket.

"Of course not. Why do you think I would know? They've been so distant."

Narinder responds, his attention on the roof of the tent as he laid down.

"Just asking."

Shamura says, ending the short interaction. Lambert was curious. Who were they talking about? He peeks into the tent.

"Who? Know how who is?"

Lambert knew he was eavesdropping, but he couldn't help but be curious.

"One of our other siblings, one you stupidly haven't found yet."

Lambert was a bit shocked. There was another one?? Weird.

"Hm. Interesting..."