Penitent:
Brother Pierre, Penitent of the Order of Saint Lazarus sat down in the barely lit cell with his eyes closed while praying silently, not that he could do otherwise, as he had taken a vow of silence like most Simonites who decided to take the mantle of penitent… After such a vote he was only supposed to speak on 3 occasions: during the Holy Confession, in emergencies, and when the time was to teach another volunteer the dangerous knowledge that has been kept under three locks on his mind.
It was curious that someone like him would have ended up willingly sacrificing his life, his freedom, and his voice to keep the world safe… Unlike some of his peers, he had only entered the monastic life because his family had too many mouths to feed, and it was the only way someone with his background could get a formal education. It was totally by chance that the young Dominican encountered some of the evils that lie beyond the perception of the common men, as it was by that same chance that he encountered the Order of Saint Simon trying to cover it up…
People called the Simonites paper pushers and Inquisition dogs, but they always gave potential recruits a choice as they did to him, he could have easily forgotten everything and returned to his comfortable life as scribe and secretary of the Church in a prosperous town of Lombardy, but the knowledge that there were things like he saw lurking in plain sight didn´t allow him to do it.
So he spent the next 30 years in the Order, searching for scraps of Occult lore anywhere, libraries, ruins, old ladies' tales… So that that dangerous knowledge could be searched, contained, and censored, but never destroyed, because no matter how dangerous that knowledge was it was much worse to face the Enemy without the means to stop it… It was a fulfilling life, one that he felt proud of, so when his twilight years came it made sense to fulfill the ultimate duty for his order and become the prison of some of the most dangerous secrets that he had helped to unveil…
Now he had a peaceful life in his small monastery, a solitary one despite how many of his brothers tried to involve themselves with him so that he felt less alone with his burden, but one he was content with knowing that the secrets that could cause so much damage them rested safely in the cage which was his mind and that if anyone willing to use that evil found them somehow, there were people like him with the knowledge to stop them before they could cause catastrophic damage…
Well
@OldShadow this is an small omake I have been working this afternoon... I find the lore that you have created regarding the Church Orders that deal with the Supernatural really fascinating, and I felt like the Sinonites could have a little extra love...