"Mortanne's one of the four goddesses of this world, worshipped at the Temple of Sacred Roots. She's the white-haired lady, the one who brought you here. She's the goddess of death and dreams and horses and carriage drivers and winter, and the comfort to widows and orphans, and the flame in the window to greet you home on a snowy cold wet day. She loves us."

Someone has, uh, jumped right into local religion.