EDIT: Tits, presence test. Gotcha. Rolled an 11.
Pre/post edit - if I pass which I accept is unlikely, may I do the below please
Grin, despite a seemingly lengthy (about 4 pages of posts) mental absence, has a momentary flash of mental acuity. In his days in the seminary (stop it you dirty fuckers) he distinctly recalls being taught how priests have the unfortunate obligation to deal with undead unpleasantness.
"I mean it's sod's law, here I am showing them how to profane the sacred while hoping for a valuable 'icon' or two to fall into my lap, keeping it all nice and quiet thanks very much, and they go and disturb something I am obligated to try not to be killed by" is what passes through his mind.
"Oh for fuck's sake..." is what passes through his lips, with a vague hint of malice and menace.
Grin clanks towards the ghostie and aims to brain her with the Sacred Shepherd's Crook™!