Bones of the damned riddle the floor and every surface inside the room. Blood stains are rampant on table like surface, surfaces once used for human sacrifices. A foul, but faint, odor pervades even the most hardiest of nostrils.
Sacrifice Chamber, Inside Temple
dog
priest
I am here to help the needy. I am well respected in the town. I can not accept lying.
Hello, dog.  Hi priest. Is that bacon I smell? No, I don't think so. Would you care for a little wine though? Alcohol makes us dogs sick. No thanks Oh, sorry. I wasn't aware.  It's okay. What are you doing here? This is the Sacrifice Chamber, but sometimes I come here to think and reflect. What brings you in? I like to play with the bones that are left I see. A little disturbing though, little guy. Maybe you'd care for one of these instead of wine? What am I supposed to do with a book? It's a holy book. Clearly you aren't going to the afterlife.  Neither are you priest, if you're the one who has been killing all these humans