Welcome godless heathens! It's me, your personal matchmaker with the divine, Amalia. Amalie if you want. Even Mal. Please, do not worship me, though if you insist I can accept your gratitude on the side. I do always adore the satisfied smiles of new convertees. But not quite so as I love the joy of my fellow followers.

If you need persuasion on the itinerary for the next few weeks is... painting the town red, setting the house on fire, jaywalking, and if that doesn't sell you, if you find the right divinity recreational drug use may qualify as worship. Just don't come crying to me if you OD on too much fun~