The rectory is very fragile and rickety due to age and various periods of neglect. Everything is wood-based and scratched up and chipped, including the beds strewn about. The clergymen would call it "cozy" but the space within is almost claustrophobic.
Rectory, Inside Church
soul
dog
I am one of the dogs who lives at the monastery with the monks. I don't really do much all day but just lay around and take naps. Once in awhile, I get into a mood and like to run around and act wild.
Woof woof! What's that? My goodness, how can a dog fit into this room?  It's already so small.   If it's too small in here, I go run outside! I run and run and run! But in here is warm, and the monks feed me. Well I agree that it is warm in here.  I am almost afraid to stoke the fire though, for fear all this wood will catch! Who are you? I don't think I've seen you here before I am just a wayward soul.  I pop up here and there when I feel like being seen.   Never seen a soul before. Do dogs have souls? Of course!  In fact, I collect souls.  Would you like to see? Eh...do you know what soul this bone belonged to? I must wait a moment for my sack to work its magic.  Do you know where it came from? I found it near the cemetery behind the monastery! This belonged to a lonely man.  A wandering man.  A thief!