A scream rings out
A wizened old elfin wench paws at your tunic.
"You are not He. By my bones, you are not He!"
The room is hushed. A guard draws his sword. The goddess motions for
the guard to stop.
The goddess leads you to the throne.
"He is the One, the Only. I give him my throne, my scepter and
my life. You will obey him."
She looks at the old wench and says "All of
you."
"Impostor!"
