Conversion is this priest’s game. He goes from town to town, land to land, spreading word of his god.
A corrupt priest, he grants clients assurance to heaven for a price. He is hated by all but the hyper-superstitious, who see him as a savior.
This priest is known for his rousing sermons that impassion everyone, from peasant to prince. He is well-loved by all, though an ineffective administrator.
A strict life of fasting and mortifications for this priest. He lives alone in the wilderness, though he occasionally grants pilgrims some mystical knowledge. He greatly distrusts society and civilization, seeing the monastic life as a truer vocation.
The leader of the local monastery, he is an excellent administrator and runs a tight ship. Some of the monks grumble that he is a taskmaster, but he more than gets the job done. He does not tolerate sloth or disrespect.
He is dedicated to a life of celibacy, much to the disappointment of the local maidens. Young and handsome, he grants a few girls friendly flirtation, but he uses this as a lead-in to his gospels.
Fresh from the seminary, this young priest is naive about the ways of the world. He expects all his parishioners to be saints, and his superiors to be understanding leaders. He tries to keep up spirits, but is quickly exhausted by the real world.
A philosopher as well as a priest, he focuses on the reasoned science of the gods. He can be somewhat aloof and his sermons are over the heads of most.
This priest sees that the times are a-changing, and he thinks the church should too. He is quick to champion the latest trends as revelations for liturgy, and dismisses any tradition older than 50 years. He may have once been a revolutionary, but now his cries for change are stale and fall on bored, deaf ears.
Obsessed with tradition, this priest follows all the old ways just because they’re old. The Theologian points out that many of his “traditions” are theologically unsound or even not that old, but the Antiquarian bites back that he is a heathen modernist. He demands a revival of the ancient faith, but he has done it so long and so blindly that he sounds as empty as the Reformer.
A strict interpreter of scripture, this priest decries most things outside of the temple as sins, and some things inside. He publicly forsakes all the sinners he sees, and is often taunted by youths who engage him in shouting matches. He is quite easily offended, but somewhat considerate of those who admit he is right on some level.
This priest has an obsession with the relics of saints. He trades various items of veneration, many of which are fakes (though his faith causes him to ignore this fact). He has extensive knowledge of saints and history.
With his simple habit and marks of poverty, this priest is the archetype of monasticism. He works, prays, and does little else. He is not judgemental of the world as the Ascetic is, but prays for justice and peace throughout.
This priest has never actually served in any military position, though you couldn’t tell by looking at him. He runs a tight parish, and expects the congregation to be strictly disciplined in liturgies. When he tells young people to strongly consider the religious life, he’s not merely making suggestions.
When conflict arises, this priest is on the spot to make peace. He is persuasive and perceptive, able to interpret subtle body language when negotiating harmony. Many couples also seek him out as a marriage counselor.
This priest is well-known for his public condemnation of the king’s corruption. He is an advocate for the people, much to the chagrin of the nobility. The king has made note of this troublesome priest, and some say he is one sermon away from becoming a martyr.
The opposite of the Troublemaker, this priest is the mouthpiece of the nobility. He decries peasant revolt as heretical and emphasizes the loving and godly nature of the king. He is paid handsomely by the royal court, though he hides it to not appear so much a marionette.
Praise be the gods! This priest is filled with the zeal and happiness that faith brings, and he expresses it to all the congregation. His jubilant rantings can wear thin, but they are welcomed in hard times.
In contrast to the Joyful, this priest is focused on the depravity of the world and the ever-looming fear of apocalypse. He is so depressed he rarely bothers evangelizing sinners, seeing them as hopeless anyway, or preaching to the congregation, which mostly knows the faith anyway. He spends his days sighing out prayers half-heartedly.
Found more often in the tavern than the chapel, this priest is cursed by a dark event that happened decades ago; his only solace seems to be found at the bottom of an ale bottle. He is kindly and will give you the shirt off his back, but he leads a sad life and is an unreliable pastor. His congregation feels pity for him, though the bishop is thinking of sacking him for his inability to run his post.
To him, divine authority is more important than anything else. He is a close follower of the archbishop and chastises any that disagree with him. He keeps his temple closely tied to the letter of the law, making a good administrator when he is not tied up in red tape.
A veteran priest of the crusades, he has returned to his hometown to settle down and start a church. He regales everyone with his war stories and tales of divine intervention, and his congregation follow him like a loyal army. He is amiable, but has a mean streak when parishioners step out of line.
This priest wonders why can’t we all just get along. Though his faith conflicts with several others, he embraces them as brothers and encourages his congregation to do the same. His theology tends to be lousy and he sometimes fails to get much accomplished, bogged down with the spirit of unity.
He has turned his luxurious rectory into a home for the down and out. This priest tends to the sick and poor, offering words of hope to anyone who will listen. Some say he is gullible, as he lets well-known thieves sleep in his quarters, but others say it is a sign of trust no one else would afford such folk.
He is a respected priest by day, but at night he makes heathen sacrifices to a weird god as part of a secret society. No one suspects him of his misdeeds, and he is quite proud of that.
He was once as respected as the Theologian, but his views gradually changed into something drastically different from the orthodoxy of faith. He leads a small sect who believe his ideas make more sense than the standard religion. This priest has been anathemized by the bishops, but helps to maintain a balance by contrasting traditionalists and far-wing conservative theologians.
Need to know the name of that one priest at St. Chagram’s, the details of the Cherubic Order’s habit styles, or who wrote the Treatise of Jeyru? This priest has the answers. He maintains an extensive library at his temple and is happy to share his knowledge with those who seek it. His homilies, though, tend to be long-winded and exhaustingly boring.
The Choir Master
This priest loves to sing, from folk ballads to high opera. His specialty is hymns, of course, and his liturgies are often sung rather than spoken.
Holy water always at the ready, this priest is known throughout the land as the bane of demons. He is a wise demonologist, and can identify possession with ease. He is gruff for a priest, hardened by the minions of hell.
This priest is extremely skilled at identifying demons and possession… or so he thinks. He tends to see the Enemy in a lot of things, from bad crops to political corruption to the common cold. He is in constant correspondence with the Exorcist, much to the latter’s chagrin; the Exorcist tries to educate him in proper demonology, but the Alarmist can’t quite get over his anxiety about devils.