At the centre of the great chamber stands a solitary stone altar. As you approach it, you cannot help but notice that someone has left a strange object upon it, wrapped in old rags stained with a dark liquid. You unfold the bundle, revealing a rectangular object entirely covered in symbols unlike any you have ever seen, alongside inscriptions written in an unknown language. Despite your uncertainty, you carefully take it into your hand to examine it more closely.

Suddenly, your vision disappears. A nightmarish vision consumes everything, shrouding your surroundings in darkness. Lost and disoriented, you feel fragmented, foreign memories flooding your mind like a raging river. Powerful emotions crash into your consciousness, surging from directions you never knew existed. Yet amid all the chaos, one memory remains unwavering and clear.

“The audience with the Patriarch went remarkably well, despite the countless hostile glances. You make your way through twisted corridors hewn into cold stone, forming an immense structure bearing the proud name of the ‘Sacred Palace of the Church of the Great Schema’. Your guide had warned you. Many of the brothers would surely find your presence surprising, but none of them meant you any harm.

Even so, the feeling of piercing eyes watching you from beneath black hoods follows you all the way to the doors. You reach into your pocket. The small bundle is still there, the very thing you came for. It still surprises you that a church in this godforsaken backwater could ever have possessed such an artefact. Although, considering the sheer scale on which this palace was built, perhaps it should not surprise you at all…

People say it is an omen of fortune and prosperity, though apparently only for the one who possesses it. The rest of this damned land is drowning in debt and depravity.

You have been waiting in your room for ages. Where in God’s name has he gone? You have been ready to leave for so long that it feels like an eternity. Perhaps that old priest got stuck in the tavern downstairs? The waiting is becoming unbearable. Anyone’s patience would have run out by now. You rise from the bed and head towards the exit. You open the door and step outside, peering into the dark corridor. At that very moment, you hear several rapid footsteps behind you…”

The memory begins to fade as the figure slowly collapses to the ground. The vision leaves you, slipping further and further away until it passes beyond your reach. At last, you begin to recognise your own voice, your own thoughts, your own body once again. Even as you lie on the floor, you can still feel the relic pulsing intensely in your hand.

Now you know which way you must go.

May the air, heavy with the scent of sacred incense, guide you towards your destiny…

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