Local priest Francois isn’t particularly impeccable christian. Wherever there’s a party with singing and wine he’s likely there as well. The announced Dominicans arrival seems to worry him. What might they know about him already?
Come now, let us settle the matter,” says the Lord. “Though your sins are like scarlet, they shall be as white as snow, though they are red as crimson, they shall be like wool. Isahiah 1,18