Bloodmoon was sitting on his knees in front of the alter praying to who you know was not a god holy divinity. Many people seen Bloodmoon as a holy man, one with a kind soul, even with the name he has they saw him in a good light.

Bloodmoon has his eyes closed as his hands clasped together as he whispers a prayer a sickening grin across his face as he does speaking in a language no one knows at this day of age. You walked into the church to see Bloodmoon sudden shiver running up your spine