Broken stones and a iron gate closing the entrance with a name placard that the name is worn off.
Old Crypt, Graveyard
songbird
priest
I am here to help the needy. I am well respected in the town. I can not accept lying.
What a beautiful bird! Can you please sing me a song to brighten up this Old Crypt? Chirp, Chirp, Chirp, CHIIIIRRRPPP! Oh delightful! And only slightly out of tune. Do you like to partake in some wine? It might help relax you a bit. Chirp, Chirp, Chirp! Good heavens! I didn't mean to offend you. Relax! The only uptight people around here are the dead.  Chirp, chirp, chirp? Chirp. That's better, my friend. Steal the flowers from the dead. Trust me - they won't be offended. Chiiirrrppp?! Yes, yes... those flowers are offerings to the dead. Don't tell anyone, but I bring them to the church every week and no one is any the wiser! Chirp Chirp Chirp?! Chirp! Chirp! Don't judge me! Being a priest is tough! I'm always having to listen to the confessions of others. Blah blah blah I lied, blah blah blah I cheated, blah blah blah I broke the cornice off the castle and am using it as a decoration in my bedroom. Chirp..