As you near the coordinates you find yourself at a ruin that has had tents set up. Many many cultists are walking in through a designated entrance. They have their white robes on with the hood down showing their faces for this day of celebration. There are guards around the perimeter of the ruins.
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*Arrives fashionably late, as I only just woke up a bit ago* Ah, I see I haven't missed the part where reality is torn asunder.