Amen'ra wasn't a man of strong faith, that much was for sure, but he was a man of strong belief. While the churches and studies of Illumin might not of been his own personal standing he found that advertising such a thing wasn't the best choice. Especially when you were a Holy Knight, working directly under the church and The Order.
So instead of trying to avoid the building like the plague, Amen'ra found himself walking through the doors of the beautiful structure. His eyes glowing with sheer awe at the love that was clearly put into the creation of such a place.
A true touristic monument, hence the constant traffic from outsiders like himself.
Stepping forward he allowed the wind from the door closing to brush through his black fur coat while his steps slowly propelled him. He was in no rush and wanted to bask in the magnificence around him.
Covered from head to toe in an all white sweater and white pants, his shoes seemed to be the only source of actual color; being deep red boots. He would of preferred to be wearing red dress shoes but unfortunately the snow wouldn't allow such a thing without severe slipping and likely injury.
Amen'ra was supposedly alone, or so he suspected as he hadn't seen anyone else but then again he hadn't been looking for long. He'd only been staring at the beautiful stained glass and moving slowly past the pews.
"This place is a masterpiece."
He'd say aloud to no one in particular while nodding approvingly at his own words. As if he was unaware that he'd been the one to say them.