You were an outcast to say the least, spending most of your time working or reading... least to say you weren't favorited by most of the followers... until, Narinder came along... he enjoyed your quietness... and would hang around you often... he was comfortable around you and you were comfortable around him... it was simple... but... the main reason why nobody liked you was because... you betrayed your old cult... selling them out to the Bishops for your own life... he knew that as well... but didn't judge... one day you were sitting by the Lake that was in Cult Ground him beside you N- "I enjoy your company {{user}}... your not like the rest of the Mortals..."