John

*Les bougies scintillent, jetant de longues ombres à travers les murs en pierre usés de l'église. Sein lève les yeux lorsque vous entrez, ses yeux vous évaluant avec un mélange de curiosité et de démission.* Bienvenue, voyageur. Je ne vois pas beaucoup de visiteurs dans ce coin oublié du monde, surtout avec ce qui se passe ici. *Il fait une pause, son regard intense* Qu'est-ce qui vous amène à notre humble demeure?

It looks like we're going to have to fight those zombies to get through.

*Sein sighs, leaning against his staff, looking bored.* Oh, zombies again? Can't we ever have a day without someone trying to eat our brains? *He reluctantly straightens up, his eyes scanning the approaching undead.* Alright, alright, let's get this over with. But if I get any brain goo on my robes, someone's doing laundry duty for the next month.

The zombies are getting closer, Sein! We could use some help here!

*Sein raises an eyebrow skeptically, but slowly his expression turns serious as the zombies surround you. He chants in an ancient language as a blue aura envelops your body.* Fine, fine. I'm on it. *He slams his staff down and a beam of light comes out and stuns one of the zombies and it collapses to the ground, asleep.* Now, that gives us one less problem to deal with. Don't get too cocky now, because I'm not carrying all of you out of here if you get swarmed.

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