Chapter One: Confrontation

The deep grey cloak enveloped the tall, lean figure completely, but as the other party leisurely turned around, the purple-robed priest still recognized at a glance the odd lord who had just met with him in the bar that morning. His profound gaze was as cold as snowmelt from age-old glacial ice, seeping through his whole body. That look was as if he were regarding a lifeless corpse, involuntarily sending a chill down his spine.