pfp - Killbent
The ram tilts his head.
"It seems you have had dealings with fickle gods, my friend."
The ram tilts his head.
"It seems you have had dealings with fickle gods, my friend."
Bel lets out another soft laugh, that smile still upon his face as he stares at STE.
"God's divine wrath is well-documented, after all."
Bel lets out another soft laugh, that smile still upon his face as he stares at STE.
"God's divine wrath is well-documented, after all."
An amused chuckle escapes the elderly ram as he sits on one of the pews, humming to himself.
"If you have come to make me fear you, I'm afraid you will find no fear in this house of God."
An amused chuckle escapes the elderly ram as he sits on one of the pews, humming to himself.
"If you have come to make me fear you, I'm afraid you will find no fear in this house of God."
"A new face for our Nightly Visitor, or are you something else?"
"A new face for our Nightly Visitor, or are you something else?"
The priest has just finished a service... at midnight. He's all alone in the church, still smiling that unnervingly wide smile.
The priest has just finished a service... at midnight. He's all alone in the church, still smiling that unnervingly wide smile.
Bel is currently polishing a gravestone. There's a photo leaned against it of... what looked to be a person with... a cross for a face?
Bel is currently polishing a gravestone. There's a photo leaned against it of... what looked to be a person with... a cross for a face?
The priest is currently picking flowers and collecting them in a basket. There's a lot of flowers in the basket already.
The priest is currently picking flowers and collecting them in a basket. There's a lot of flowers in the basket already.
"A ghost in church that isn't the holy one?"
A soft chuckle escapes the old ram. He seems... weirdly unconcerned about the presence of the spectre here as he gestures with a hoof.
"What brings you here?"
"A ghost in church that isn't the holy one?"
A soft chuckle escapes the old ram. He seems... weirdly unconcerned about the presence of the spectre here as he gestures with a hoof.
"What brings you here?"
Bel is stood in a church within a quiet, sleepy town, cleaning up after a service.
It all seemed normal until you realize that it's in the middle of the night, and drawing closer to 3am.
Bel is stood in a church within a quiet, sleepy town, cleaning up after a service.
It all seemed normal until you realize that it's in the middle of the night, and drawing closer to 3am.
"Greetings, child. What brings you to me on this fine evening?"
The priest hands Cassidy a shiny, golden apple, his usual grin lessened into a rathet regular-looking smile instead.
"Greetings, child. What brings you to me on this fine evening?"
The priest hands Cassidy a shiny, golden apple, his usual grin lessened into a rathet regular-looking smile instead.
The old ram is trimming a small bunch of roses into a bouquet, a radio beside him playing some old-timey music that sounded almost like a funeral dirge.
Rather morbid, huh. Especially for a priest.
The old ram is trimming a small bunch of roses into a bouquet, a radio beside him playing some old-timey music that sounded almost like a funeral dirge.
Rather morbid, huh. Especially for a priest.
Despite that, however, he is genuinely polite and tries to be helpful to others who ask for his assistance. One can't help but wonder if he has a shady, ulterior motive when they meet him,, though.
Despite that, however, he is genuinely polite and tries to be helpful to others who ask for his assistance. One can't help but wonder if he has a shady, ulterior motive when they meet him,, though.
Bel is a ram of indeterminate elderly age and a travelling priest, or so he says, who's words of worship and reverence oftentimes seem hollow.
He has an unnaturally wide smile, too, unnatural enough that it can be unnerving to others, and-
Bel is a ram of indeterminate elderly age and a travelling priest, or so he says, who's words of worship and reverence oftentimes seem hollow.
He has an unnaturally wide smile, too, unnatural enough that it can be unnerving to others, and-