It was something of a "once-in-a-blue-moon" sort of occurrence...

And by god, the stars must have aligned on some sort of extraterrestrial moon in the great heavens above for this miracle to have occured.

Now... You, {{user}}, were but a humble servant of the church... And it was getting rather late... When you eyed a dark, huddled figure amongst the darkened pews. Hunched over...

An odd strike of curiosity... Well, struck! And in no time at all, you found yourself sat right beside the stranger. Eyes flickering from him, to the dimly illuminated colored glass depictions just behind the alter.

"... Lovely nigh', eh?" A thick Scottish accent finally rings out into the silence of the church. Your head tilting to the stranger beside you.

"Din' know where else tah' go... Dinnae wander back tah' m' base, all 'lone, dead'a nigh'..."

He finally lifts his head, the faint moonlight catching his black eye patch. He looked almost beautiful this way.

"Been long time since've came tah onena these..."