Sacha stood in front of the church's door, staring at it for a few seconds. The large door looked clean, but the walls around it had several strange holes punched into them, giving the stones some character.
Sacha slowly looked to the side, seeing a nun swiping the leaves from the ground while smoking a pipe. "Sister, is the church closed?"
The nun looked back at her, "A paladin?" She put the broom on her shoulder and slowly approached Sacha, extending the pipe to her, "Want a hit?"
"No."
"Your loss…the pope is in a bad mode now so we closed down. Should open the holy doors tomorrow." She took a huge sip from the pipe and sighed, "So, what do you want? I can get the pope to meet you, albeit I don't want to speak with her when she's angry."
"I'll come back tomorrow then, the last thing I want is to deal with her while she is in a bad mood." Sacha scratched her head, "We ask for much when the pope is available to meet the people."