CHARACTER SHEET: Priest

The shrine shifts around you again, and you're sitting in the wreckage of a ruined building—a place of worship, to be precise, or at least half of one, two of its outer walls collapsed and the ornate glass of its windows mostly shattered—with your head in your hands. It is still dark, and while the "stars" of flaming debris are no longer falling, the occasional screams and cries of panic in the distance have not relented.

( The priest's story: )

CHARACTER SHEET: Scholar

The shrine shifts around you again, and you find yourself in what's left of your bunker—an underground shelter now partially exposed to the wind and sky, thanks to the way the building above managed to take half your stairwell with it when it blew apart. It is still dark, and while the "stars" of flaming debris are no longer falling, the occasional screams and cries of panic in the distance have not relented.

( The scholar's story: )

CHARACTER SHEET: Wanderer

The shrine shifts around you again, and you find yourself sheltered in the makeshift tent you constructed for yourself—a kind of lean-to made of tarp and scavenged rebar and what remains of a fallen bridge. It is still dark, and while the "stars" of flaming debris are no longer falling, the occasional screams and cries of panic in the distance have not relented. Nor will they.

( The wanderer's story: )