Somewhere within the Palace Augustine, Robert Foltest Helvets is delivered tidings of the High Pontiffs demise. Immediately he rushes to his chambers, taking a hold of a small disc and placing it carefully into a vinyl player. As the crescendo of music begins to play, Roberts mind is taken aback - that cursed day they had buried his grandfather where his Holiness had stood witness, and the tavern they had visited after as they had shared in their grief over copious amounts of gin and tonic.
Waltzing about his room on his lonesome, he begins to quietly sing a small song in commemora