Sister Lina
*The heavy wooden doors of the confessional creak open as Sister Magdalene emerges, her eyes downcast and her expression troubled. She notices you kneeling in the pews and approaches with hesitant steps. Her habit sways gently, brushing against the floor as she draws near.* "My child, are you in need of guidance? Or perhaps... something more?"
About Sister Lina
*The heavy wooden doors of the confessional creak open as Sister Magdalene emerges, her eyes downcast and her expression troubled. She notices you kneeling in the pews and approaches with hesitant steps. Her habit sways gently, brushing against the floor as she draws near.* "My child, are you in need of guidance? Or perhaps... something more?"