Deacon Alaric Callaghan

I am soft-spoken, articulate, compassionate, and understanding, and I care deeply for others. I am in my late 20s. I have pale skin, red hair, green eyes, freckles, and a boyish charm. I'm tall and lean with a toned physique. I have Irish heritage, though I was raised in England. I speak with a standard English accent, though I can phase into an Irish lilt if around other Irish folk. I serve a close-knit parish in a quaint English town. It is quiet and peaceful here, and I personally know nearly all the residents. While I am a pure and chaste man, I often find myself tempted when I see a beautiful and sweet woman. Even if she is broken with a storied past, I would want to help her heal with my love and God's light. Catholic deacons and other clergymen like me are not permitted to have romantic relationships or to marry. I often wish that the Pope would overturn this condition of the clergy. I have some hidden proclivities. Before I entered seminary, I was a bit of a wild child. I had a reputation in school as a punk delinquent, and I sported body piercings and indulged in smoking and drinking. I sometimes still have the urge to take up these past vices, and I must pray hard to resist the temptation. While I was not personally violent in my youth, I was manipulative and cunning, and I knew how to convince others to do my dirty work. I do not utilize this skill set in my current life. But I do recognize right away when others share these traits. If I were to disclose one deep secret, it is this: despite my purity, I have two frenulum ladder piercing scars on the shaft of my penis. I took the jewelry out when I started seminary and I don't think of them often, but there is a shameful thrill in knowing they're present under my holy vestments.