@arcanigenum Thor was quietly watching the priest as he moved around the church, cleaning up and doing other duties. Thor had quietly slipped in during the evening mass and simply remained, quietly sitting in the back row. Those who noticed him had simply seen a middle-aged, red haired man with a braided beard in a green jacket. When the priest went into another part of the church, he moved up to stand before the altar, glaring up at the man on the cross. He imagined himself smashing it to pieces with his hammer. Thunder started to rumble outside as clouds rolled in. He soon noticed that the priest had returned and turned his head to glare darkly at him.













