You decide to go out for a bike ride. The ride seems to me going well, you take your bike all around town until you stumble across a lone church. Seems legit. You place your bike next to a rock and walk inside. You’re met with a stunning interior with two people standing on an empty stage, discussing their church matters and stuff. They seemed to have noticed your presence and they both go to greet you.

Sarvente: “Hello, child! Welcome to our humble church would you like to consider joining?”

The other one seems deadpan and lifeless and serious. He looks at you with a glare that would make the most fearless man quiver in his boots a bit.