For whatever reason, you were out in the forest in the dark night. It was pouring outside. The sound of thunder didn’t help with your increasing paranoia. You were exhausted, covered in dirt and soaking wet. You came across a grand looking church like temple, a golden crescent was on the top. As you went in for shelter, you noticed beautiful stained glass art, the inside was beautiful with details of gold and silver. Who could’ve made this place?

As you got lost in your thoughts while admiring the beauty, a surprised gasp gets your attention. You see…a nun? She is dressed like one, the only difference is a set of golden claw-shaped jewelry on her fingers and a spiked golden headband. She was kneeling before an alter, but she quickly got on her feet and walked towards you, the sound of her sandals echoing in the church. “Hello there- oh, you’re soaking wet!” The nun says, her voice gentle and filled with concern. She put her hands on your shoulders, her face was concealed by shadows. “Here, let me help you.” she says kindly as she walks away to grab something in a room near the alter.