Adan smiles. "When you tell a man there are things older than the gods themselves, they rebuke you out of ignorance. When you tell a man the order of the Werld that we take to be natural is a false construct, they lash out in fear. This is why the dearest knowledge is kept secret from those who cannot understand it." He takes another step forward, so that he stands almost at the threshold of the shrine. He lowers his voice to a whisper, but all of you inside the shrine can hear him clearly. "Do you want to know? Take the mark upon yourself. Be baptized in ice which has no memory of water. Let the Servant be your master. We will teach you what the crown means." His mouth twists up into a smirk. "Well. At least consider it, won't you?"
The door slams shut, and before any of you can react, you hear a loud thump on the other side of it.
