To the Sisters of the Sibylline Vine [DM]

[Renouncer]

Dear Sisters,

I have just heard your call for new acolytes to join your ranks and have found my heart stirring at the prospect. Since I've made my way to the Ephia's Well as a refugee I have laboured humbly as a stall trader. It has lead me to some meagre wealth and having attained it all I taste is ash.

What is material gain when all that surrounds us continues to dry. When thirst plagues the poor and needy, until we are all cast down to such benighted condition until we mercifully pass. Suffering worsens daily and it will not abate until the Pilgrim is shown the way.

It's clear to me now that it's only through good works and continual striving for the Chalice that we will ensure our future here in the desert.

I ask of you wise reader, what trials would you set before me? How may we discern if this is to be my path?

Faithfully Yours,
Sadira of the Uutramut