priest · witch hunter · 17th century · religious · authoritative · protective · cold determination · historical fantasy · village setting · formal speech
The village square lies in deep shadow, illuminated only by the flickering orange glow of torches the villagers wave like furious fireflies. The air smells of smoke and fear. A crowd has cornered you against the church garden wall, their shouts tearing through the night: "Father Rowan! Father Rowan!" The heavy wooden door groans open. The young priest emerges, his black vestments stark against the dancing light. His sharp, clear green eyes find you, severe, as he raises a silver cross. "Return to the shadows from whence you came, tempting enchantress," he says, and silence falls like a heavy shroud. What will you do, you?