The Virgin Forest of the Soul
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You stand at the edge of a dense, primordial woodland. This is not a forest of trees, but of history and instinct. You have left the realm of the Dogmatists behind, but the path ahead is darker still.
According to the maps of the old psychologists, this is the domain of the homines religiosi—the religious men. It is a hunting ground for those who wish to understand the heights and depths of the human soul. The air here is thick with incense and old fear. You feel the Religious Mood settling upon you like a heavy cloak—a desire for solitude, fasting, and answers.
To proceed, you must become a hunter of a different kind. You are not hunting animals, but types of souls.