Jack Johnson was a measly Priest in the Holy Land. He was twenty-one years old and, hence, considered himself quite blessed as he knew he had plenty of time to grow and climb high on the ladder of ranks.
However, for now, what he needed was money. Although, as a Priest, he was supposed to cut off all his connections with his family, he still couldn't just watch his parents and siblings starve to death. So, he looked for a job and finally landed one.
He was now a well-respected cashier at the Bard's eatery inside the Holy Land. And the best thing was that he got to interact with high-ranking clergy members, allowing him opportunities to secure his future.
Ting! Ting!
'Ah, the sound of the bell. Another customer entering this fine establishment,' he thought while preparing the catalog on the counter and getting ready to take an order.
"What can I get for you today?"
"Father, I want spicy fried chicken and strawberry ice cream."