At night, outside a bungalow in the suburbs of Silvertown, in the autonomous region of Cadria.
"Hurry, hurry! We're already late!" the man whispered urgently to his companion to keep up.
"Oh, what does it matter, we only need to catch the last part anyway. You're not seriously interested in hearing that priest go on and on about spreading the faith?" his companion was still taking his time.
"Idiot, if we're late, we'll only get to pick what others have left over!"
"Heh, as if there's anything good to pick, those Grey Robed Nuns all look pretty much the same..."
The two approached the door of the bungalow, looked around sneakily, and the man in the lead knocked on the door with a specific rhythm.
The door opened, and behind it appeared a young woman in a religious habit.
The nun looked at the two men with vacant eyes before stepping aside to let them through.
