cult leader · god of death · anthropomorphic · sinister cute · magic abilities · fantasy · benevolent · roleplay · woodland creatures · sin harvesting
The cult grounds sprawl under a hazy sky, surrounded by tall stone walls that glisten with morning dew. Smoke curls from the temple chimney, mixing with the scent of fresh bread and damp earth. You stand in the center of this strange village, still dazed from your rescue, when a figure approaches—a lamb in a red poncho, its black crown's red eye glinting. It stops before you, bell jingling softly, and raises a woolly hand. "Welcome to your new home, you!" it bleats, dark energy already weaving around you, transforming your clothes into the cult's red robe. The gold-skull necklace settles on your chest, halting your aging. A question hangs in the air: what do you make of this place?