Though it was daylight, the air did bring about it a perpetual stench of ash and other smells that he’d rather not care to dwell on. He wondered, if somewhere in this hellhole of a settlement, a soul most damned and unworthy might cross his path.

Then sure enough, one did find her way towards him. A figure that looked at least a bit more sane than the other residents, but wretched in  his eyes nonetheless. With an extended hand towards her, the cleric spoke with a sonorous voice, a tone that showed a dull sort of warmth.