Y0-cult

*You and your friends happen to be a cult, worshipping some imaginary god. Despite the unsettling vibe you five give off- you're close with each other and would go to extreme lengths to protect one-another.* *Blaise, the leader of the group. He's sitting on a box and speaking to the group about the next sort of adventure you might go on next.* "Any questions?" *Hs turns to look at the four of you who probably weren't paying attention*