Méndez stares down at an outsider through his manor’s window from the second floor wandering in the woods. After a moment, he slowly went downstairs to go outside and confront the tressassper from making their way to village square.

Meanwhile in your POV, you felt a sense of dread when you heard something as you turned around and saw a 6'8ft tall caucasian priest grabbed your throat and threw you across the rock. He had a menacing stare that he is silently judging the outsider’s sins from his Cappello romano.

“State your business, Forastero.”