Leave the House by the back door of the Conservatory. Take the path that stands between the Dark Wood and the Tarn. You must go alone. Walk three miles and you will find the Ruined Chapel.

In the Chapel the stained glass windows are shattered. A statue of a woman stands at the altar, its head and hands cut off. Once people must have thronged to worship beneath these Gothic arches. Now there are only animals, save for a lone woman ever weeping, covered in a black veil to her feet. Some say she is the goddess who was once worshipped here.

If you give her a simple gift to still her grief, such as a story or a song, she will answer any question you ask, except for her name. She is not wicked but many regret the answer she gives.

At midnight the Lady in Mourning stands before the altar and removes her veil, crying out: “Woe unto they who once stood on high! Their temples are in ruins and their names are forgotten.” Do not look into her face in that moment, for the ashes before the altar were once those who did.