Finding his residence.

Dom' would walk around the ruins, searching for buildings where the roof was intact. Looking up, upon the hill there was a large cathedral, the dome and cross still intact. He would nod and smile, making his was up to the Church. He didn't know why, but he was attracted to the Churches of humans, they held beauty to him. The exterior walls of the building were covered in vines and moss, the shrubbery around it overgrown. It would take some time to weed through everything, but it was something he was willing to do. Upon entering the premises, through the large wooden doors, he was introduced into a large hallway. In front of him was an opening to a far room, with curving stairs running up to the second floor on either side of the room. Moving into the far room, it was evident this was the Room of Prayer, pews all along the edges of the space. A large gem encrusted altar was at the front of the room, set on a one foot platform covered in old red velvet. He walked to the altar, wiping the crust and filth from each gem as he passed, returning their brilliance. Nodding once more he would walk back to the main room and move upstairs. The first room was a large library, completely filled with books. There was also a work study in the middle of it, the desk made out of carved oak. The second and third rooms were bedrooms, large beds with canvas around them in each one. The fourth room was solely a study, a large desk sat in it, candleholders all over the room. There was a large painted window next to the desk, letting in some dim light to brighten the room somewhat. Content, this was his new home, it would need work, but it was worth it.

A knock on the door would be heard.Then it grew quite.