"California?  I don't know if I've ever heard of that place.  But ... for now, we'll have to work with what we have, which is you, here, in Greyport.  With the letter."  She paused.  "The letter with the sign."  She sighed.<br/><br/>"I suppose I shouldn't keep you in the dark.  You had the letter, and that's what matters.  The priesthood of the Elyrian church -- we've always been warned that someone might come to us, carrying that letter.  For centuries ... but most of us simply assumed it was part of the dogma, some forgotten..."  She stopped herself.  "I'm rambling, aren't I?  But we were told it was our duty to see to it that you -- as in you, who brought me the letter -- played your role in things to come."<br/><br/>She sighed.  "I'm not sure what your role is, though, or even where it's meant to be played... only that we need a hero, and that hero has to be you. ..."  She started to pace around the room.  "But you said you've never done anything.  Oh dear ...  I'll have to consult the scriptures and ...  and find something to do with you."