"You kept mentioning how old things are, and how long the vampires have been around...anything that would be REALLY old around here? I'm guessing things don't get the term 'artifact' without being around for awhile."
((interesting development on the priest, apparently he is merlin. Also possibly our artifact. And no I'm not using meta knowledge to have Terry assume the monk is the artifact, terry is still looking for something shiny.))
"Oh....uh I just had a though....maybe somebody should tell that guy we freaked out that the church is safe or something...ah fuckit, you guys keep an eye on Priesty and Mumbly, I'll go inform Shaky."
Go tell "Shaky" the Priest said the church is safe. Also ask Shaky about the priest and the priests girlfriend 
You go into the restaurant to tell shaky, but no-one is there anymore. How odd.
As Terry walked away an idea came to Eleanor "I was wondering, do you have any wounded here?"
"I'm afraid not, whatever is abducting our good townsfolk doesn't leave wounded. Or dead. It's like they vanish into thin air."
" Hmm, thats not normal."
Climb out and go shout into the church that I found something then get back into my hole and use my new favorite hammer to try and pry a wooden board up to see whats beneath it.
"Oight you lot!!! I think I've found something and no it ain't mole men!!! I'll find them later."
You climb out of your little hole and barge into the church, covered in dirt. "GOYS, OIVE FOUND THE MOLE PEOPLE"
You then jump right back into your pit, and raise your hammer to the skies. [strength=4] You bring it down hard on the planks, and again , and again. It takes you a while, but you make a hole big enough for a person to fit trough. All you can see is darkness, you do see some of the now fast dimming sunlight shine off of something metal, you think.
Joy stares at the guy for a short while. This definitely got extremely weird extremely quickly. Fortunately, it could have been worse. This guy could have been an octopus god of madness in disguise, and wouldn't that have been a hoot.
She coughs nervously. So... she guesses she should get back to business. After all, wouldn't want to piss off some kind of immortal, omnipresent force by accident.
"So... uh... why is the church safer than anywhere else?"
Repeat question.
"Why, because this church stands on holy ground, of course." He chuckles softly, as if he just makes a joke you didn't quite get. "And because I'm a shieldmaster. At night, I meditate and put a defensive aura around this church to protect those inside. No evil shall come inside."
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