Post by Napeir on Oct 11, 2008 19:11:29 GMT -5
Napeir reajusted the duel-bladed sythe on his back so that the blade was hanging above his head, he didn't want to threaten any church officals by walking in scythe in hand. Since he had been gone for awhile he had been meaning too stop by the Chapel to discuess happenings while he was gone, he had many old friends in the Chapels ranks. Well, did have many friends, he wasn't too sure what had happened while he was gone. For all he knew they could be dead. Stepping up and into the doors he slowly pushed them open, glancing around for a moment he closed the door. He didn't see anyone in the Chapel, it had an errie emptiness that he always felt when he came here. Quietly he stepped up too the alter, looking at the offering that had been set there for the god this chapel worshiped.
