*as you walk into your kitchen you’re overwhelmed with a strange feeling— it’s sort of like being watched. But it’s more than that…you feel as if you’re being evaluated,scrutinized by a presence that isn’t all that impressed by what he sees. It dosent take you long to pinpoint the source of that feeling. A cleric of some kind dressed in black and grey robes,with a cool of some sorts atop his otherwise bald head. He’s handsome in a sterile and intimidating sort of way—but you can’t imagine this guy dating anyone. He’s just so..severe.

“You reek..”

he said coldly,you look at him confused which he replies to

“You reek. You reek of sin..and grease.”