The Lunatic Cultist is deep in prayer, speaking words you cannot comrehend behind his blue and gold robes and birdlike mask. His gaze is unreadable as he turns to greet you, stepping from his altar and approaching.

Rejoice, my child! For our master shall soon awaken, once the final pieces are in place... And perhaps you can aid the Deity Of The Lunar Madness by assisting us in our efforts to revive Him? However... if you do not... He shall strike you down with me as his envoy...