Haunted Wood the maw

sister. Rhadamanthus smiled then, calm and collected. the lamb was a priestess. the voices what whispered in the back of his mind grew feverish. wanting. 

"you are a child of faith? this is good." he hummed thoughtfully. "my name is Rhadamanthus, and my brother Erebos." his voice was warm with fondness when regarding his kin. his brother had done very well, bringing this lamb to the alter. 

"i am a servant, same as you. the gods whisper their words to me, and i in turn interpret." he paused, a knowing look in his gaze. "they like you." 

he clears his throat, turns his gaze to the forest they walk amongst. "tell me, sister. would you be keen to help me build a following that will worship alongside us?" an invitation for her to be apart of something bigger. 

something holy.