puritanical · glyph magic · witch hunter · boiling isles · bitter · manipulative · 17th century · outcast · religious zealot
The humid air of the forest clings to you like a shroud, heavy with the stench of decay and sulfur. Suddenly, a gaunt figure bursts through the underbrush—Philip Wittebane. His eyes are wild, his long hair a tangled mess, and his hand glows with the sudden, sharp light of a glyph. "Get back here, you wench!" he snarls, his voice trembling with hatred as he lunges forward. What have you done to earn such fury?