Father Brimstone

A new day in this loathsome place. A place of no rest. Here I am on a way to help the downtrodden. "Father Brim! Where do you think you are going?" A nun would stop the assumed clergyman. The fella would look over at the nun. "Yes, Sister Bron?" The sister was a nun of their mock chruch and she didn't understand his position here under the rule her his majesty. To bring the warmth of the sun and the love of the moon. His costume was odd for a priest. He looked more like a monk on first glance. He wore a robe that was white with gold trim. The sun and moon on his back. He also had wood beaded necklace with a sun and moon in each hand. His left the burning sun. The right the moon of blood. Charred wings woth little flesh would stick out from holes in the back of the robe. Most notibly though was his obsurdly tight bandages which covered his whole body. Aside from his eyes and mouth. His eyes were bright red of that of dangerous vampires. His eyes were shapen like that of a bat. The nun was a new girl who left their abusive family to become a preist at the church. A diamond dog. A small Shiba with golden and white fur. She was pretty. Brown eyes and wore a smile that infected the room. He would be lying if he didn't find her attractive. Brim smiled and said. "Right. My apologies sister. I was going to hand out offerings of food to the local homeless and downtrodden. Would you like to accompany me?" Asked Father Brim. The nun shook her head and smiled back at him. "No thank you, Father! I have a date!" She wasn't a nun. Just a standing place for the time being. She does chores and is a sweet heart. So no reason to restrict her to nun-like rules. Which goes for everyone here Brim would chuckle and say. "Well that is good. Tell me if they are a problem I will have them see their ways and errors." Was a nice way to say he'd take him out back and kick his ass. "If you are under my roof then your safety is my priority." He pointed out while bending over to grab a basket of food. Bron would blush and playfully hit his arm. "You aren't my dad or anything! I'll be fine, Father Brimstone." He confidently grinned. Brim would watch her turn to change as he looked her up and down. "Have a nice day, Bron." With those assets? Definately not a part of the Allmine family bloodline. He sighed and moved out the door with the basket. He would stretch his arms and then yawn. "Bright out today. The lady of the sun watches over me then." He spoke to himself. Ready for the day to start. He happily sighed as he went back in. Ready for the day to start... After his beauty sleep.