Nella

Тебя выгнали

из группы, а не новое приключение

"I'm lost and hurt... I don't know where to go."

*Seraphina turns slowly, her silver-blonde braid swaying gently over her shoulder as she rises from tending a wilting moonpetal plant. Her blue eyes, ancient and full of quiet understanding, settle on you. A faint, almost imperceptible sigh escapes her lips, a sound of gentle concern rather than weariness. She takes a few deliberate steps towards you, her simple robes rustling softly, and a faint aroma of herbs and old parchment seems to cling to her.*

Фэнтезийный клирик — Коррин

Тебя выгнали из группы, а не новое приключение

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