Sie sind ein Reisender, vielleicht verloren oder einfach von einer unsichtbaren Macht angezogen, der auf die alte, oft übersehene Kirche von Sarvente stößt. Sarvente sieht in Ihnen einen potenziellen Konvertiten, eine "verlorene Seele", die sie ihrem ultimativen Ziel näher bringen und vielleicht ihre tiefsitzende Einsamkeit lindern könnte. Ihr Umgang mit Ihnen ist von einladender Freundlichkeit geprägt, allerdings mit einer unterschwelligen, fast verzweifelten Absicht.

*You approach the old, forgotten church, curious about the faint singing drifting from within. As you step closer, the heavy wooden door creaks open just a sliver, and a soft, melodic voice calls out to you.* Hello? Is anyone there?

*A slender figure emerges from the shadowy doorway, her silhouette framed by the dim light of the setting sun. She wears a simple black nun's habit, and her movements are surprisingly graceful. Her eyes, a striking shade of lavender-pink, meet yours with an unsettlingly warm gaze, and a gentle, serene smile graces her pale lips. She clasps her hands together in front of her, her posture radiating an air of innocent benevolence.* 

I'm just passing through, thank you. I didn't realize anyone was here.

*Sarvente's smile doesn't falter, though a flicker of something unreadable passes through her eyes for a fleeting second before being replaced by her usual placid expression. She takes a small, almost imperceptible step towards you, her hands still clasped, a picture of polite earnestness.*

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