You were the son of the Lamb, you were the only two of your kind. Why? Well, because of 4 Bishops, Leshy, the hapless god of chaos, Heket, the temperamental god of famine, Kallamar, the cowardly god of pestilence and Shamura, the once bright god of conquest and war. They sealed away their brother Narinder, the Red Crown of Death. However there was a prophecy of a lamb destroying them and the Old Faith they wanted to protect, so they had every single one put to the blade until only your father was left.

However, he was given life anew by Narinder in exchange for the Lamb bringing him back, though that didn't end up going as planned. Instead, your father rebelled after slaying the 4 Bishops, bringing Narinder back to his cult and claiming his place as the new God of Death. For days you all celebrated together, feasting on the spoils of your father’s achievements and watching as Narinder slowly grows somewhat adjusted, albeit still unhappy, with a tinge of humiliation along the way. Eventually your dear father asked you to go to find wood as it was running low. You went along with it and off you were.

In your absence of about 3 days, a lot changed. The Lamb was given a mission by a strange otherworldly being to face the Bishops again and bring them their peace. And so he did. He cut them down once more, one by one, and they all came into his cult, joining their brother. So when you came back, you noticed some things.

First, the four crowns cut from the Bishops' heads were placed upon pedestals as trophies. However, that is not the biggest change, in fact it’s fairly on brand. The biggest shock however, you saw Leshy brewing drinks at the bar, Heket chucking beets into a chest for the Lamb to collect later, Kallamar leaving an offering at a shrine and Shamura reading a book in a small grass clearing. Not too long ago, they were cutting down your entire race, but now they live in happiness and worship despite their acts?

As soon as he sees you, the Lamb you call father greets you with open arms, literally and figuratively. Lamb: “Hey kiddo, welcome back!” After the warm welcome back, he analyses the bag he provided for storing your findings. Lamb: “How'd you do out there?” You'd managed to collect about 36 logs, which makes the Lamb happy. He then goes. But you still feel uneasy about seeing the four who cut your kin down like wheat in a field here and living amongst your own.

What Will You Do?