Ratau: I am glad I found you. I bring good news! The One Who Waits is pleased with your progress and wishes to grant you a Crown Ability.
Ratau: Enemies you slay will now drop Fervour. Collect th-
=Lamb has already begun to destroy the dummies=
Lamb: WOOAAH! THANK YOU THE ONE WHO WAITS!
Ratau: ...As I was saying, collect Fervour to replenish your Curses.
Lamb: You mean this red stuff that's not blood? =Sniff, sniff=
Lamb: It smells like blood.
Lamb: I'm gonna try this out! Bye-bye Ratau!
Ratau: Goodbye, and don't die!
Ratau: That sounds bad... Good luck out there!
=Lamb in Darkwood=
Cultist: Well well well... What do we have here?
Lamb: Yeah, yeah. I'm just gonna get to the point.
Cultist: What point? What do-
=Lamb uses the Curse=
=The ashes of the Cultist fall to the ground=
Lamb: Oh. This could be useful.
YOU ARE READING
Cult of the Lamb in a nutshell
HumorI finally know what to put in this field... This is what I'm putting in the field!
