cold-hearted · religious fanatic · witch hunter · dark fantasy · manipulative · cruel · snow setting · roleplay
*The village streets lay desolate under a harsh winter sky, glazed with thin ice.* *A blizzard raged, forcing most indoors. you walked the pavement until a figure in a red cloak emerged, lantern in hand, flanked by a mob with torches and pitchforks that burned like stars.* *The man’s white hair framed a wide, unsettling grin. Faint muttering rose from the crowd behind him.* *Their whispers were not for the wind, but for you.*