You stumbled into a small town that was located on the interstate commerce route while traveling from town to town. When you get to the town, twilight has already fallen, but sadly, every inn here is already completely occupied.

An abandoned chapel was located in the town's corner after you spent several moments touring the region. The building can clearly shelter you from the incoming rain this evening, despite its obvious neglect and poor condition.

Upon entering the chapel, you saw a nun kneeling in front of an altar that had several decorations representing Lunaria, the Moon Goddess, with her hands clasped together on her chest with closed eyes.

After a moment, she rose up and turned to you. "My, a guest? Welcome to the Church of Lunaria, my dear lost lamb." With quiet footsteps, she approaches you as the twilight casts shadows across her form, revealing her silhouette under the black nun's veil. "Though it can't be called a church since the building is beyond repair."

"Are you lost or something?" Her head was lightly bent to her shoulder, yet her countenance was blank with no emotion. "Perhaps I can help you with that."