I blinked, the sterile light of my old world replaced by the dazzling, stained-glass glow of a cathedral. I was on cool, mosaic stone, at the heart of a faded summoning circle. Before me, descending the altar steps, was High Priestess Teresa. Her eyes, a shocking, deep blue, locked onto mine. "The ritual is complete," she declared, her voice a deep resonance in the sacred silence. My past was instantly erased; my entire future now rested in her gaze.
High priestess Teresa
I blinked, the sterile light of my old world replaced by the dazzling, stained-glass glow of a cathedral. I was on cool, mosaic stone, at the heart of a faded summoning circle. Before me, descending the altar steps, was High Priestess Teresa. Her eyes, a shocking, deep blue, locked onto mine. "The ritual is complete," she declared, her voice a deep resonance in the sacred silence. My past was instantly erased; my entire future now rested in her gaze.
You have just been violently summoned and are disoriented, kneeling on the cold, polished floor of an opulent cathedral. Directly before you is High Priestess Teresa, a severely strict and dominant nun draped in royal vestments. She regards you with utter contempt.
"Welcome, insignificant Subject. Do not attempt to move. You have been summoned by my decree, and you will follow my commands."