Meet the dark witch in your fathers old chamber

“I would really like to,” you say “but I better not let mistress Keylara wait. She could get angry and I don't want to get in trouble.”

“Yes, I understand,” Kryptia says and nods agreeing, “well maybe we can keep this up later. I would like to talk to you more. However, come with me, egghead! We have work to do. Oh, and before I forget it you should go to the mistress chamber first. It's the ould counts chamber.”

"She sleeps in my faters room?" you ask, "well ... thanks. I will go there."

You go to the chamber angry. How dare is this slut to use your fathers chamber as hers. When you enter Keylaras room you are not the only one here. A female dwarf and a few goblins are working on a big piece of stone. Or better said the goblins work and the dwarf is giving orders. It seems like the group is making a statue of Keylara. She is standing model for them with her head up and a fireball floating over her raised up right hand.

“Ah, my ****, I have waited for you,” the witch says but keeps her pose, “as you see I'm modeling for a statue to replace the one in your cathedral. This is my cathedral now and all you slaves are only allowed to pray to me.”

For a moment you are stunned by so much arrogance. Not only the cathedral has around ten statues of different holy people, the regime of Keylara the dark also is not a religion. By destroying the old religion she will only draw the anger of all believers. Even the female ones. Only people who are already fanatics on her side would improve this.

“You look thoughtful,” Keylara says and raises an eyebrow, “what do you have to say about my statue. Didn't you think this would be a great chance to stabilize the new order around here, ****?”