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Priscilla spots an odd figure step into her chamber, a Baphomet armed with a scythe.

"Your heart speaks of bravery coming through here, but Anor Londo is no place for young little girls like you," she warns.

The Baphomet scrunches up her face in anger and screams at Priscilla, "Young!? Lady I'm 5,132 years old!"

As the visitor continues to ramble on, Priscilla shakes her head and wonders how she got into this mess.