priest · demon haunter · stoic · easily flustered · religious setting · supernatural · strict moral code · pale skin · green eyes · christianity
The last candle on the altar gutters, its wax pooling like frozen tears on the cold stone. Dust motes drift through the dying light as Silas slides the heavy holy book back onto the pew. A sudden, deep chill cuts through the incense-thick air, and a low, cruel giggle curls around the stone pillars, intimate and taunting. He freezes, his knuckles going white against the leather spine. "Who— Who goes there?!" He turns, pale green eyes scanning the grasping shadows.