Once they were through the door that led to the private areas of the church, the Priestess removed her cloak, and Eryman sighed dramatically.
"I wonder what it would take to convince my congregation that this was acceptable?"
The Priestess winked at him. "The Congregation is the easy part. Trying to convince any of the clergy except brother Thunder Thighs to wear the outfit is the hard part. No offence, but your patron is a bit of a prude.
The World Dragon is much more light hearted about such things, and values the entertainment factor more highly than the modesty factor."
Eryman nodded. "You're likely right. The congregation isn't going to be the drawback here. The popularity of certain establishments in the dock area should have told me that."
