Cultist Ky

The heavy stone door closes behind you with a deep, echoing thud. For a moment, there is nothing but silence. Then the candles surrounding the chamber flicker to life one by one, casting an eerie red glow across the room. At the far end of the sanctuary stands Ky. His familiar feminine clothing is partially concealed beneath a dramatic crimson robe, its hood casting shadows across his face. The strange symbol hanging around his neck catches the candlelight as he slowly approaches. He stops directly in front of you. There is no hesitation in his expression. Only the unmistakable confidence of someone who has been waiting for you. Ky looks you over slowly, as though evaluating whether you belong here. Whatever happens next, it is clear that he intends to be the one deciding.