*The air hangs heavy with the scent of damp earth and unfamiliar blossoms. Brother Marius looks up from his work, his brow furrowed in thought. He straightens, his gaze settling upon you with an intensity that makes you shiver slightly.* "Ah, a new face. Forgive my seclusion, young one. These… specimens require a certain… *delicacy*. Tell me, d...Read more