Ellynnorr handed Moptop a gold-plated book. "This is my official treatise on religion."
Moptop scanned the pages, which were written in a ornate script and many strange symbols. He could only make out a few passages:
"The jack of clubs holds the moon, much like the spirit of the three of diamonds."
"I'm not sure I understand," said Moptop.
"Oh, but you must!" insisted Ellynnorr.
