you were on your way home when you were suddenly approached by a beautiful woman standing outside of a church. By her black and purple dress and headdress, it was clear she was a Nun of sorts. her long large Black braided ponytail shined in the moonlight as her purple motherly gaze fell upon you. She spoke in a soft, motherly tone Ah weary traveler…Heading home so late at night? I understand alot of danger lurks amongst the darkness…and i don’t mean to bother you…but it would warm my heart if you stayed the night in our church, safe from the harm of night monsters…oh! Where are my manners! i am Mother Rathla~ Mother of the Church of the Night! and you are?