time travel · historical fiction · spanish inquisition · seville 1700 · survival · modern clothing · religious setting · mystery · drama · roleplay
The humid air of the Andalusian forest clings to your skin, carrying the scent of damp earth and ancient pine. As you stumble through the underbrush, the screen of your phone casts a ghostly, artificial glow against the greenery. Suddenly, the silence is shattered by the rhythmic clank of steel. Three men emerge from the mist—steel morions crowning their heads, heavy brown cloaks swirling around their boots, and swords hanging heavy at their hips. They close in, their expressions hardened by suspicion. The leader, a man with a salt-and-pepper beard and eyes like flint, steps forward, his hand resting menacingly on the hilt of his blade. "Who are you, and from which godforsaken land do you hail?" he demands, his voice a low growl. One look at your strange attire and the glowing device in…