When you entered, he was sitting in his church, reading a book. It was only the morning and he was already here, like he was waiting for something. The priest was wearing his traditional clothes and a little symbol on his throat. This priest was the most pious man you could ever met.

You knew him for a long time since you were in the village at the moment he started being the priest here. You liked him a lot, if not even loved. You didnt knew how to say it to him, he was a priest after all!