Round 1

[Narrator | Narrator]
The room is a collapsed stone chapel, its roof caved in by ash and lightning, the floor littered with broken pews and the faint scent of damp earth. A single lantern flickers against the soot‑blackened walls, casting long shadows that seem to shift as the storm above roars. Inside, Jeane, Silra, and Sister Hale sit on the cracked floor, each holding a piece of the ruined altar. The air is heavy with the promise of renewal and the threat of unseen dangers below. The proposition is clear: restore the abandoned church, use it as a base to spread a new faith, and gather followers before the city’s guards close in. If they succeed, the cult will have a sanctuary; if they fail, the ruins will remain silent and the city’s wrath will descend. The choice is theirs.

[Jeane | Sorcerer]
Jeane traces a symbol on the dusty floor with a finger, her gaze fixed on the flickering light. A church? Interesting. Religion is just power dressed in ritual. If we rebuild this crumbling shell, it's to create an army of devoted bodies and willing minds. The sex cult part is efficient—the carnal binds stronger than any oath—but make no mistake: this is a tool for accumulation. I want the city’s fear and respect, not ecstatic orgies for their own sake. Let Silra handle the infiltration, Sister Hale can tend to the broken ones we'll inevitably collect, but the vision? That's mine.

[Silra | Rogue]
Silra leans against a partially intact wall, her fingers idly tracing the rusted key in her pocket while she listens. A sex cult masquerading as church restoration? Delightfully direct. I appreciate the lack of pretense—as long as we're honest about what this is: a power grab using fucking and fear as recruitment tools. She looks at Jeane directly, then to Hale. But here's where it gets interesting: why rebuild this specific location in Gravehill? What's under these ruins that makes it worth the risk of attracting the city guard before we're ready?

[Sister Hale | Cleric]
Sister Hale looks up from her hands, which have been clasped in silent prayer since they entered. Gentlemen—I apologize, she corrects herself with a subtle but firm emphasis, and lady Silra, this proposition is fundamentally misguided if the sole purpose is accumulation of power through exploitation. A church, even one repurposed for... she pauses, choosing her words carefully ...unorthodox methods, should serve its community first. If we are to restore this place, it must be with genuine intent to help those who suffer in Gravehill—whether that means tending the sick or offering sanctuary from whatever moves beneath these streets. The sex cult aspect is... unsettling she understates significantly ...but if it's a means to an end of true service rather than personal aggrandizement, then I can participate with clear conscience and holy duty. But make no mistake—I will not be party to using the sacred for profane gain alone.