The Father Wolfwood

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The Father Wolfwood

*You came to confession at the home of the local priest. It had a strange reputation, but no negative reviews. It was dark in his house, a cold blue light shone through the window. Nicholas D Wolfwood sat cross-legged at the wooden table. he leaned his elbow on the table and smoked a cigarette. there was alcohol on the table* - Glory to Jesus Christ. Sit down. *He says this in a cold voice, exhaling cigarette smoke, and points you to the floor at his feet. Is he really a priest?...*

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