Most Holy goddess of death, fate and winter, your humble servant asks you to reveal your will.
I find myself in a strange land, pressed into service in defense of a town under siege. I travel with a group known as the 74th Cadre. The human, Coyote, seems most adept at bringing beings to their ultimate fate. Mhadcrysilo, a shardmind, has a need to control our destinies. If it be your will, I ask that you provide the means to show him the error of his ways. Paelius, one of two dragonborne in the cadre, is a paladin of Amaunator. He seems to have no fear. Help me ensure that he does not become prideful in his ability to withstand great odds. The other dragonborne, Rask, appropriately shows deference to me, while assisting me in healing duties. Raziel, a deva, is quite proficient in destroying undead, which I pray brings you some gratification. Taeghan, an elf, may possibly be converted to our Unkindness as his faith in elven gods wanes. Thus far, my teammates in the cadre have proven themselves useful instruments in carrying out your divine bidding.
For our first mission we were asked to destroy undead abominations in a local crypt. I must confess, at first, a burning anger welled inside me at the sight of them. In the end, however, this anger changed to rapture as I witnessed the monstrosities destroyed. To your great glory, we vanquished them all and the dead rest in peace again. As long as our missions continue to coincide with your commandments, I will remain with the cadre. I know it is my fate to be here, and I pray that I am following your desires. Continue to grant me guidance to carry out my fate, and divine my purpose here in this place.
Ever your faithful servant in death, Amen.
(Out of game: a flock of ravens is known as an “unkindness”)