Anethion Shall Rise Again! [Closed]

*tugs at the brim of his hat*

*Evelyn inspects her reflection from the Anethionean Cross hanging around her neck, quickly hiding it away as a drunken patron staggers towards her direction. Flashing a bright smile and a cheerful laugh, she pulls out her harp to let her music ring through the tavern again.*

*A man with a brown hat and a revolver hanging from his hip stands against a lamp-post smoking a cigarette, he has a silver cross hanging around his neck but he tucks it into his shirt before grinning and lets out a steam of smoke as he disappears into the darkness with a faint creepy whistling tune and a low voice muttering "Time to shuffle the cards again."*