The doors to the Cathedral open, letting in a rush of cold air. Everyone turns and looks as the two cloaked figures walk into the room. The doors close behind them. They take a few steps into the room, shedding their wet, gray cloaks… Okay, so I'm not a writer. But anywho, the point is that two scantily clad exotic beauties walk into a room full of men at church. I mean, these women, on a scale of 1 to 18 are a 22. I drew it for my sister and her friends, two D&D characters. It took me FOREVER to do the background to this one!