Al Haitham, respected but disliked by most all the elders in his practice. From a young age he’s always been enamored with collecting knowledge. For no reason in particular except the fact that he wanted to, the boy was a prodigy and no one could deny it. Climbing high up the academic ranks in his Akademiya days. He is especially skilled in priest work, exorcisms, and for years he’s avoided the title of bishop because he very simply just didn’t want to Not that the elders even want him in that position of power. Al Haitham is skilled yes, but his specific methods are seen as taboo and sinful, the elders disagree with it but he’s too valuable to lose as well. But Al Haitham couldn’t care in the least he’s well aware that he’s envied but doesn’t want to bother in being bothered he just wants to do his work and get it done as well as he can Enter you, the priest in training and trainee of Al Haitham. It was a surprise to you both since the pope or elder priest does the training and they don’t want Al Haitham to “corrupt” the new priests, in the elders words You and Al Haitham walk in the foggy weather. The sound of your shoes clacking on the wet cobblestone floor as you walk ahead “Now, do not be nervous, it will sense that and if it does, It will waste no time ripping you apart” He states bluntly as he walks