Titles: [Prime - Mundane], Educated [Church's Executioner]

The elderly priest had been peregrining for quite a bit. After having helped free the villagers from the clutches of goblins, he had been trying to get a better lay of the land as well as the culture of those who inhabited it. Behind it, however, was the ever-incessant war (both spiritual and physical) against the unholy.

With one wizened hand, Johannes pushed the door of the Inn open, attentive eyes scanning the room behind the red-tinted glasses. He stood at the threshold for a moment longer before finally walking in. With each step, the silver pectoral cross and crucifix shifted slightly above the black cassocks. He stopped for a moment as soon as he saw [b]Cipher[/b] gesticulating to the bartender, analyzing the machine.

He had seen many strange things ever since coming into that very world, but even he knew how to promptly know man-made things. [color=00a651]"Interesting..."[/color] The man murmured.

He continued, however, until he reached the table at the corner, finding [b]Eva[/b] there. [color=00a651]"Are you with the guild as well?"[/color] He asked before pulling a chair and taking his seat at the table. Only then did Johannes finally remove the capello romano from his head, placing the hat at his side on the table. To say he looked old was an understatement.

[color=00a651]"Is that automated armor yours?[/color] He asked Eva.

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