As the monk gestures, you see his hand, a perfect ebony in hue. In the darkness of the cathedral, you also catch a glimpse of his back, moving underneath his robes, from which a black feather falls to the stone floor. Your eyes widen as they follow the feather's descent. The monk looks up at you, a yellow glow shining dimly under his hood as he begins to speak. "For my sins I have payed, boy. I only hope the wisdom you may gain here saves you from such a fate..."