I, who was born of worldly flesh and bound to an earthly house, do here renounce my kindred, my bloodline, and my father’s name. I cast off all inheritance, all claims of soil, and all betrothals bound by the vanity of men. From this hour, I die to the world.
Before the Lord of Oaths and Justice, I surrender my life to the Church of Alveron. I swear my shield to the fallen, my mace to the wicked, and my hands to the broken. I shall look upon the prince and the peasant with one impartial eye, weighing only their wounds, unswayed by coin, threat, or high estate.
I rise as Sister Rose. My past is smoke; my sisters are my blood; my chapel is my home. Should I break this covenant, let me be cast out as anathema—an apostate, an enemy to the faith, and a traitor to the Divine. May the swords of my sisters find my breast if I falter from this vow. This I swear, until the breath leaves my flesh and my soul returns to Themis.