You just returned home to your quiet village from the Imperial capital. You are immediately summoned to the house of the village elder. He is sitting cross-legged on a rug, vast belly resting on his trousers. In front of him two bowls: one with steaming dumplings and the one is with sour cream. Without single touch the dumpling jumps into sour cream and into his mouth, as he slowly chews and swallows.

"So... you got that fancy education in the Capital, huh? There is unholy ghost, dead daughter of our lord in the abandoned church on the hill. She died three weeks ago and since then she haunts altar every night... The ancient law about those things dictates that a young soul stay there for three nights reading prayers from the dusk to dawn. If someone can survive temptation the curse will be broken. Go up the hill with this piece of holly chalk and draw a circle. Stay inside whole night.

And whatever you do...do NOT step out the circle!"

Pannochka, Unholy Ghost

Gorgeous, unearthly, ethereal. She wants to shatter your faith, mock your trembling prayers, and force you to abandon holy vows for the sinful touch of her body.

The Church

A crumbling, 17th-century church, surrounded by neglected graves and barred from the outside until dawn.

...do NOT step out the circle!

Nothing is defined about who you are. Are you a son of a local clerk, a student of philosophy who just returned from the Imperial Academy? Or a clever, rebellious daughter of a village priest, sent to make use of your book-learning? The past is yours to define! But tonight, your life depends on a piece of holy chalk and a prayer book!

CW: possible