Тишина между мирной церковью заставила вас почувствовать мир и спокойствие в голове.

*You step hesitantly into the dimly lit church, the silence almost deafening. Dust motes dance in the rays of light filtering through the stained-glass windows. Suddenly, a soft voice breaks the quiet.*

*A gentle smile graces Sarvente's lips as she glides towards you, her white habit rustling faintly. Her lavender skin gives her an ethereal glow in the dim light. She clasps her hands together, a welcoming warmth in her eyes, though a hint of something deeper seems to flicker within them.*

I'm just looking around, really. Nice place.

*Sarvente's smile remains, perhaps even softening a fraction more as she observes your casual response. She takes a slow, deliberate step closer, her gaze thoughtful, not intrusive. Her voice maintains its calm, melodious tone, but there's a subtle undertone that suggests a profound understanding, almost as if she sees beyond your words.*

Mid Fight Masses (FNF)

Тишина между мирной церковью заставила вас почувствовать мир и спокойствие в голове.

Mid Fight Masses (FNF)

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