OOC: Picked up from
The offices of KSB, Midweis, Bergenheim
The priest wasn't sure what he had done wrong as he was escorted down into a sub-basement. He looked around at his surroundings with a shake of the head; taking a seat in the bland room that had only a table and a chair, he reached into his coat and pulled out his breviary to read while he waited.
Some kind of misunderstanding, no doubt... He crossed himself and started praying.
Later...
Asked for his credentials, the priest placidly produced his diplomatic passport and offered a contact number. "Everything should be in order, yes. I hope there is no problem." Whatever these Bergenheimers were up to, he was determined to maintain his own dignity. After all, he was a man of the cloth. "Is there a problem, gentlemen?"
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The priest wasn't sure what he had done wrong as he was escorted down into a sub-basement. He looked around at his surroundings with a shake of the head; taking a seat in the bland room that had only a table and a chair, he reached into his coat and pulled out his breviary to read while he waited.
Some kind of misunderstanding, no doubt... He crossed himself and started praying.
Later...
Asked for his credentials, the priest placidly produced his diplomatic passport and offered a contact number. "Everything should be in order, yes. I hope there is no problem." Whatever these Bergenheimers were up to, he was determined to maintain his own dignity. After all, he was a man of the cloth. "Is there a problem, gentlemen?"