A large grassy section of field with headstones and primitive wooden crosses.  Flowers adorn some of the graves from loved ones.  Wooden fences enclose the area.
Graveyard, Outside Church
priest
loved ones
My loved ones are so important. Family is everything to me. I will always be there for them!
My loved ones may be gone, but they will never be forgotten.  Yes, my child.  Even now they are with us.  Take comfort in that, and do not grieve. I feel so alone, my family is my everything. I visit this graveyard often, just to feel close to them once again. May I ask - I am sorry have but come to this parish but recently - what they looked like? How did they come to perish? My Father was a tall, strong man with light blond hair.  My Mother, small and petite with long brown locks.  They were both killed by bandits on their way home from a trip to the castle. Oh my!  How horrible!  Has anything been done to apprehend these vile men?  Wait... how long ago did this occur? This was very recent, within the last year.  With war and famine, more and more people have turned to crime to live.  Unfortunately crime is so rampant, two measly deaths are nothing.  The authorities are doing all they can but I doubt the criminals will ever be apprehended. I will have to avenge them myself.  O-oh my.  A year, you say?  It wasn't... it wasn't near Drake's Crossing, was it?  Just after the little village there? Oh, yes! You must remember when it happened, it was a particularly gruesome attack on my family.  You see, my family is quite wealthy but were simple people.  My mother wore a simple golden necklace. That was the only thing of real value the criminals got.  My parents were killed for nothing.  Oh no... I knew my past would catch with me one day... I had hope, to attone for my misdeeds.  My child, I'm afraid it is *I* who have something... something I must confess to you. Please, tell me anything you know, Priest!  I... was but a young and foolish man, down on my luck.  No one was supposed to get hurt!  They told me it was easy money, and I didn't even have a crust of bread to eat.  I regret what happened that day very deeply... it is why I became a priest, you see.  My child I... I must ask for your forgive, or if not, whatever punishment you see fit for this wretch of a man!