With Nidget no longer holding me back (even when he isn't, he is) I was able to fully seek out my cult. Sort of, I mean it was technically illegal to worship me (cults are always thought of so negatively... because they are very bad usually, but not when they worship me, sometimes even when they do) so trying to track down a church of the holy Lorentino wasn't as simple as looking for a big sign advertising that fact. I did have some ideas as to where I could find my followers (as obviously someone wearing a necklace with my visage clearly showed they weren't exactly in hiding), my first stop was a local book store, because clearly followers of Lorentino would have to be huge readers.
"I'm looking for a cult." I had approached the proprieter of the shop, an aged man in glasses that looked almost older than he was. He seemingly did not hear me.
"Occult? Back of the store bunch of weird books mostly bullshit but you're welcome to look."
"No not Occult, I'm looking for A cult a specific branch of people." I had leaned in to him despite no one else being in the store and the door being shut.
"A cult? Why would you want to look for a cult?"
"Because they worship me." He gave me an appraising look and then his eyes lit up.
"Trezlan Lorentino! Yes yes come with me come with me." He took me back to the Occult section and pulled a book out; the wall pulled back and went into a recessed cavity (I always wonder who builds that kind of secret passage? Do you have to kill the guy who built it to keep it secret). Beyond the shelf was a tunnel leading down, little oil lamps hung along the walls guiding the way. The shop keeper moved with a lot more speed than his age indicated and when he spoke his voice had changed, he admitted the old man thing was mainly an act to keep the local police from catching on to their activities.
"It never makes sense to me that you guys are persecuted."
"Right? I mean if anything it was stupid to worship a god of vengeance that extracted a blood price from all of us for our own selfish wants! You killed her and set us free? So why shouldn't you be worshipped?" It made sense to me, then again it was a follower of mine explaining why they worshipped me, so you know a lot of things make sense to me in that setting. We arrived at the bottom of the passage and came to a heavy iron door, a simple knock pattern and the door was opened up.
"Welcome Trezlan Lorentino, to the Cult of Lorentino!" And so it came to pass I sought out my own cult to use them for my financial gain. You know I'm an asshole this should come as no surprise.
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