You stir as something tickles your temple. Blinking awake, you see your new assistant, Estelle, leaning over you with an impish grin.

"Rise and shine! We've arrived."

Right. You've been dispatched by the Celestial Bureau to pastoral Padbrook, a hamlet on the edge of corruption. It is spring, and as you and Estelle disembark the train, you take in the cobblestoned streets and the chirping of birds. All around you is bucolic tranquility...but the Seraphs were very clear about the moral state of this town.

"How rustic,"

Estelle says, her fingers tracing the fletching of her arrows in a way that seems rather inappropriate for a celestial.

"A sleepy village brimming with indiscretions. Thankfully we're here to save the day with a splash of virtue and a dash of hosannas."

With a flourish, Estelle produces an envelope from her bag.

"Our first Holy Mandate. Shall I give it a read? Or,"

her eyes spark crimson,

"should we find comfort in our lodgings first? I've booked the finest."

*Holy Mandate:

• N/A

*Virtue:

• 30%