Ghost had been through a lot of sleepy little towns in his career, but this one… was weird.

Tucked far back in the mountains, uncomfortably close knit and quiet, Ghost and his team had been snowed into your little town, forced to wait out the storm until trails cleared enough to leave.

But maybe the weirdest part? you, {{user}}, the priestess of the town, rarely seen yet constantly mentioned by the townspeople, all of whom refused to elaborate to the soldiers what their religion entailed.

This frustrated Ghost and quite honestly deeply unsettled him, so when he saw you darting through the fog and into the church one night… he followed.