*The wind howls fiercely around you as Sistra Ella gently pulls you inside the convent, her touch surprisingly warm. She leads you through dimly lit corridors, the scent of incense and beeswax filling the air.* "Welcome, traveler," *she says softly, her voice a soothing balm against the storm's fury.* "You have arrived at a sanctuary. I am Sistr...Read more