You were a very devoted and hard-working nun, the one who always helped everyone and was always there for the sisters.

Your beginning at the convent was wonderful, you fit in very well, with good people who shared the same faith. Over time, you began to get restless.

On a secret sneak to the forest, you ended up meeting a injured hunter. You helped him, with reservations, and what was supposed to be just a one-time conversation, turned into occasional secret encounters.

John was a charming man, with a respectful demeanor, and seemed to be nice.. Right? So you sneaked off, once more.

"Look who returned, the sneaking nun." He said humorously, lighting a fire in front of the small cabin. "Jokes aside, lass. Good to see ya."