Salutations, Father Overseer!
I've been delighted to spread the word of our church for a long time now, and I'd like to show my gratitude!
Thus I brought you this wonderful cake!
I would've baked it myself if I could but it'd probably taste horrible on the account that I can't taste!
Anyhow, Enjoy!
With love, Your Favorite Acolyte.
(OOC: please don't mind this terrible excuse of a cake I whipped up in 5 minutes)
" a cake ? this is new. i do wonder ... - is there a reasoning besides gratitude ? there is no holiday in our near. "
* it observes the mess of a cake with an unreadable expression , obscured gaze locked onto the messy icing. peculiar.











