Moray Eels: Horror-ish

The moray eels were thick in the waters when the new man came into the town. It was an omen, she came to believe later. The fishermen came back with stories of pulling up nets filled with nothing but eels. There were not so many people willing to buy eels, so after they realized that they had enough to feed themselves and their families, to pickle and salt and put up as many as possible, to live on eel stew through the lean time of the year, they started throwing back the catch when it came up as another net of eels. The new man was slippery as an eel, and he would sting when provoked, she thought, shaking her head. He'd moved right in like nothing strange had happened, settling into the parish church, and taking the names of all the people, writing his sermons, talking as if nothing that strange at all had happened to Father Reilly.

Inspiration: "muraenid" - the family that moray eels belong to.
Story Potential: Medium.
Notes: Not an evil priest, nothing like that, just somebody who riles things and deals with things supernatural when they lash out against the Church. Kind of a trouble-shooter. Something bad did happen to Father Reilly, after all....